Here we go...
Wow. My very own little piece of cyberspace. The mistress of my very own domain. Thank you Heather and Tim for the most novel birthday present I will likely ever receive.
Sae·digh: 'sA-dE a fallacious variation of the name "Sarah" imprinted on a novelty Celtic fridge magnet ca. 1995.
Currently playing in my CD player: Brushfire Fairytales, Jack Johnson
Why, when you first meet someone, is the first thing you ask them always "So, what do you do?" Invariably, you mean "What do you do for a living?" I am an editor for a small science journal. I edit. It pays the bills, even though I don't do it particularly well and still have difficulty identifying a relative pronoun acting as a subject. (They really didn't teach much grammar in Canadian elementary schools.) But that is not all that I do, and that is not what defines me. Why don't we ask "What keeps you up at night?" or "What is your passion?" when we first meet someone? Wouldn't those thoughts give us more information about them? Are we afraid of the answers? If that's the case, feel free to gloss over the next paragraph and check out a link to something completely inane right here.
I am afraid of Four More Years, Shock and Awe, Manifest Destiny, and the Swiftboat Veterans for Truth. I am disappointed in the editorial integrity of The Women's Wall Street Journal for allowing hysterical accusation to take the place of fair and balanced reporting. I want people to spay and neuter their pets so that my heart doesn't ache every time I see that ottawahumane.ca has been updated. I want to work like I don't need the money, love like I've never been hurt, and dance like nobody's watching, and I want people to know where that quote came from. I love the sound of little kids laughing and being kids. I wish that adults were able to embrace their own imaginations that way. I miss make believe and play pretend.
I was never very good at conclusions. Endings are my achilles heel. "To be continued" is a bit of a cop out, but I guess it's apt at this point. The story's not over just yet.
Sending positive vibrations out to: Jody, who is phoning The Librarian to ask for A Date.
