Do you believe that I'm actually finished tinkering with this layout? For now, that is! Anyway, now that I'm satisfied for the moment, I'm actually posting IN ENGLISH! I hadn't realized just how much Latin and French I had forgotten until I started those silly testing posts. It would have been so nice if I could have simply previewed the page without posting (after I changed the template, I mean), but, oh well. It just means that I have several meaningless posts.
It feels odd actually having a blog, actually posting my thoughts for others to read. I'm not guaranteeing how often I'll post, or what I'll say when I do, but for various reasons, I really wanted an outlet right now. Where I can let things out that I can't normally say out loud. That said, don't expect trenchant words of wisdom or deep thoughts. They may sneak in once in a while, but right now, I'm just need to get back into journaling.
I did keep a paper journal for years when I was a teen-ager, although I got out of the habit due to various circumstances. In a way, writing fan fiction has kinda eased that void, because it's a creative outlet, but I do miss having a non-fictional one. So, I'm now a blogger! *g*
I haven't been long gotten back from attending the Southern Heartland Arts Festival. I've gone every year (except one) since it started, about fifteen years ago. I remember when it was small and located on the town square. Now, it's much larger, with exhibitors not just from this immediate area, but some even come from other states. The location moved several years ago to the Salem Campground, which, needless to say, allows it the room to expand. I've always enjoyed it, especially now, because it seems like a symbol of normality in a world gone mad. Anyway, I'm NOT going to start on that right now! Usually, I've gone with my dad, which is the only one in my family who likes craft fairs. Well, I don't know that he actually likes them, I think he goes just because I want to. This year, though, he's out of town with my mom and sister, so I got to actually TAKE MY TIME walking around. Don't misunderstand, I do enjoy going with him, or my mom or whoever, but it's nice not having anyone saying, "Come on! You've seen everything!" or "Hurry up! What's taking you so long?" I like to take my time when I'm looking! Usually, I see people there that I don't usually get to see anymore. It's sort of a way to catch up with each other. Today was no exception. Of course, I had one such conversation that I'm not sure what to make of, but I guess time will tell if anything's going to come of it. Not that I really want anything to come of it, but in a way I kinda do. Of course, if it does, it could cause major problems for me, if I let anything happen. I know that sounds odd, especially since I'm not posting the details, but if you want to know what happened, feel free to e-mail me and I'll explain.
I didn't realize that I was going to write so much when I started this entry, but I'll post again later!
It feels odd actually having a blog, actually posting my thoughts for others to read. I'm not guaranteeing how often I'll post, or what I'll say when I do, but for various reasons, I really wanted an outlet right now. Where I can let things out that I can't normally say out loud. That said, don't expect trenchant words of wisdom or deep thoughts. They may sneak in once in a while, but right now, I'm just need to get back into journaling.
I did keep a paper journal for years when I was a teen-ager, although I got out of the habit due to various circumstances. In a way, writing fan fiction has kinda eased that void, because it's a creative outlet, but I do miss having a non-fictional one. So, I'm now a blogger! *g*
I haven't been long gotten back from attending the Southern Heartland Arts Festival. I've gone every year (except one) since it started, about fifteen years ago. I remember when it was small and located on the town square. Now, it's much larger, with exhibitors not just from this immediate area, but some even come from other states. The location moved several years ago to the Salem Campground, which, needless to say, allows it the room to expand. I've always enjoyed it, especially now, because it seems like a symbol of normality in a world gone mad. Anyway, I'm NOT going to start on that right now! Usually, I've gone with my dad, which is the only one in my family who likes craft fairs. Well, I don't know that he actually likes them, I think he goes just because I want to. This year, though, he's out of town with my mom and sister, so I got to actually TAKE MY TIME walking around. Don't misunderstand, I do enjoy going with him, or my mom or whoever, but it's nice not having anyone saying, "Come on! You've seen everything!" or "Hurry up! What's taking you so long?" I like to take my time when I'm looking! Usually, I see people there that I don't usually get to see anymore. It's sort of a way to catch up with each other. Today was no exception. Of course, I had one such conversation that I'm not sure what to make of, but I guess time will tell if anything's going to come of it. Not that I really want anything to come of it, but in a way I kinda do. Of course, if it does, it could cause major problems for me, if I let anything happen. I know that sounds odd, especially since I'm not posting the details, but if you want to know what happened, feel free to e-mail me and I'll explain.
I didn't realize that I was going to write so much when I started this entry, but I'll post again later!
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3:20 PM
