Memory

[nfotxn]

When I'm feeling well and I'm happy I have a memory. When I'm feeling ill or depressed for some reason my memory fades and I can't remember shit. Just an observation I've made. Might be total bunk. My mood has been all over the map as per usual. I sometimes wish I were a well metered gentleman, predictable as a metronome and just as emotionally sturdy. But then again that's wishing to be somebody else.

I didn't do too much today. Bought some groceries and went to the post office. Oh and had my resumé proof read by cub4bear and did some editing. I have also quit my social smoking. Pretty much everyone knew that I was smoking more and more often again. So childish. Anyhow I can already feel my sense of smell and taste returning which is like super awesome. It's been 96hrs and the nicotine attacks are already nearly gone.

This Channel 9 blog on msdn is neat. Mostly because of the beardy Scotish typography bear. Oh my heart be still!

Comments

[buc.livejournal.com]

Dear, we wouldn't want you any other way. You are bold and passionate and you have a wicked sense of style!

Maybe the things you are forgetting weren't worth remembering anyway.

I love that picture.

[nfotxn.livejournal.com]

Thanks Midge, that really made me feel a lot better today. Honestly.

[abearius.livejournal.com]

There may be no Angels anywhere, b ut somewhere there is a Brodie Chree.