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rejectomorph) wrote2002-11-13 11:34 pm
rejectomorph) wrote2002-11-13 11:34 pm
Weather Report
The day surprised me by being balmy. The dawn revealed masses of pink and lavender cloud, which I expected to grow into the grey canopy which that condition usually presages this time of year. Instead, I was greeted in the afternoon by a bright and still day of scattered clouds and almost toasty sunshine. The hounds of spring on winter's traces, four months early. I went out and took a few pictures. Now that the foliage on the trees is greatly thinned, more of the light reaches the ground, dispelling the air of melancholy that frequently falls over this place in autumn. It was nice for a day, but I wouldn't want it to continue for too long. I need my seasonal melancholy. California has a nasty way of being much too cheerful. A bit of gloom is needed to prevent the emotional equivalent of diabetes from setting in.
In other news, memory is taking over my waking life. This might be a bad thing. I don't know yet. Everything reminds me of something else. If this state continues, I might end up trapped in the wallows of nostalgia. Memory is useful and pleasant, up to a point. When it starts hanging around like the smell of cabbage, it becomes enervating. Once this memory-sodden post I'm (still) working on is done, I'll have to go out and find something entirely new to do. Not easy around here. Maybe I should try installing another OS on Sluggo. That would be new! But, given my level of technical skill (namely, zero) such an attempt might easily end in chaos. There would be nothing new about that! Well, we shall see. Now, back to work on the recalcitrant post.
In other news, memory is taking over my waking life. This might be a bad thing. I don't know yet. Everything reminds me of something else. If this state continues, I might end up trapped in the wallows of nostalgia. Memory is useful and pleasant, up to a point. When it starts hanging around like the smell of cabbage, it becomes enervating. Once this memory-sodden post I'm (still) working on is done, I'll have to go out and find something entirely new to do. Not easy around here. Maybe I should try installing another OS on Sluggo. That would be new! But, given my level of technical skill (namely, zero) such an attempt might easily end in chaos. There would be nothing new about that! Well, we shall see. Now, back to work on the recalcitrant post.
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