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Sep. 6th, 2008 07:34 pmWhenever I stop posting for a while, I don't know where to start again.
When I think about posting these days, I start by considering the zillion things I have to say; I try to figure out what's really important, what I should say first, and what can wait a while; I think about chronology vs. where I am at right now, I think about the Omnivore's foodie meme that I really want to do but is SO DAMN LONG OMG, especially if I have to explain a few things. I mean, I've HAD roadkill, but I can't just say YES, I have to explain. Right? ... Or not. Right.
It's like scrapbooking. My scrapbooks abruptly stop shortly before Christmas 2001, because this is where the Missing Pictiures of Christmas in St-Pierre-and-Miquelon would go if I hadn't lost them, and it just seemed like a pity to just skip the whole thing (especially since somewhere there is an AWESOME picture of me taken on a Really Windy Day, with my hair standing STRAIGHT UP). And so all the pictures we took in the following years are just randomly piled up in the library.
Sometimes I look at them and think, "I really should take up scrapbooking again". And then, I forget all about them. And it's a pity, because come to think of it, I really like going through the finished scrapbooks with the girls -- and they love it, too.
Just like I really enjoy my LJ. I like to be able to look back on my life and think. ooooh, this is what I was feeling that month, those were my thoughts, this is what my everyday life was like.
So, you know. Onwards we move, best as we can. I'll just post whatever I can whenever I can, considering that I don't have access to LJ from work (alas). Remind me to explain how I came to eat roadkill, though. :D
When I think about posting these days, I start by considering the zillion things I have to say; I try to figure out what's really important, what I should say first, and what can wait a while; I think about chronology vs. where I am at right now, I think about the Omnivore's foodie meme that I really want to do but is SO DAMN LONG OMG, especially if I have to explain a few things. I mean, I've HAD roadkill, but I can't just say YES, I have to explain. Right? ... Or not. Right.
It's like scrapbooking. My scrapbooks abruptly stop shortly before Christmas 2001, because this is where the Missing Pictiures of Christmas in St-Pierre-and-Miquelon would go if I hadn't lost them, and it just seemed like a pity to just skip the whole thing (especially since somewhere there is an AWESOME picture of me taken on a Really Windy Day, with my hair standing STRAIGHT UP). And so all the pictures we took in the following years are just randomly piled up in the library.
Sometimes I look at them and think, "I really should take up scrapbooking again". And then, I forget all about them. And it's a pity, because come to think of it, I really like going through the finished scrapbooks with the girls -- and they love it, too.
Just like I really enjoy my LJ. I like to be able to look back on my life and think. ooooh, this is what I was feeling that month, those were my thoughts, this is what my everyday life was like.
So, you know. Onwards we move, best as we can. I'll just post whatever I can whenever I can, considering that I don't have access to LJ from work (alas). Remind me to explain how I came to eat roadkill, though. :D
