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feeling kinda how a girl feels

random quote for today:

Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam.

(I have a catapult. Give me all the money, or I will fling an enormous rock at your head.)

here's the amazing thing about journalling: the more i read, and write, and meet, and talk, and read some more, the more i realize what we all have in common. not in some sappy, New Age-y kind of way... more that there are so many situations we all share. issues with your job? hate your boss because she refuses to credit your intelligence? frustrated that one of your team members always shuffles off his share of the work? welcome to the club. wondering if that boy likes you? baffled by why your best friend hasn't returned your calls in a week? worried about negotiating chores with your roommate? we all have the t-shirt. trying to figure out how to talk to your parents about money, or sex, or medical care, or alcohol? panicked that you may need to put them in a nursing home? don't want to think about losing your aunt or grandfather? all the card-carrying members, raise your hands. and a virtual Wave happens across the aether of the 'net.

it's reassuring, in a way. for me, anyway, it makes the problems seem smaller. not any less important, just that if we all have to deal with, and we all seem to get thru somehow, then it's not the end of the world, despite how it feels.

it's also fascinating to hear so many voices. the problems may be similar or common, but the range of humor, anger, cynicism, and general word-smithery out there blows me away. there are journals that i read each and every day, and i wait, impatient, at the keyboard, for the next installment.

so to those of you who write and share with the rest of us - thank you. thank you for being honest, and open, and choosing to put yourself out there. it's wonderful.

and that's my little thank you note for the rest of you...

off to the wild woods of Lincoln for the monthly festivities (crusty bread, stinky cheese, good friends, strong port, and silly poker games).

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