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eight october ninety eight one p m

thoughts of the involuntarily muted

It's really a pain that I can't send email (Columbine email, that is) from work anymore. When I changed providers I lost that ability, for various good and sound technical reasons I won't bore you with.

The problem is that I read everyone else's pages at various free moments during the day, and being a thought-into-action kind of person, if I see something in those entries that I want to reply to, I want to do it immediately. By the time I get home tonight, I'll have forgotten the things I wanted to say. Most of them were probably trivial anyway, but I wanted to say them.

For example, I could tell Dianne that there are already a few books of good, obscure words, and that one of them, Mrs. Byrne's Dictionary, is something everyone should have for those times when they need to grab a weird word. I, too, would rather use interesting profanity than the short Anglo-Saxon monosyllable, but there's always the danger of one exceeding the intelligence threshold of one's audience.

Ann: I cannot believe you were so obsequious with that man!
Remy: [reaching for dictionary bemusedly] What does 'obsequious' mean?
Ann: It means you had a high-ranking member of the Mafia in your office and you kissed his ass!

Of course, I'd also have to tell her that she misspelled "Rubenesque," which would only annoy her.

And I'd tell Beth that there are quite a few of us ostensible adults who collect and love children's books, and anyone who doesn't love the Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle books either lacks a heart or hasn't read them. Also that anything by Robin McKinley is good, not just The Hero and the Crown, and that I like its companion story, The Blue Sword, even better, in part because it's my idea of the perfect fantasy to cast myself into.

I would also make her an offer of some non-Geocities space, but that's another story.

I suppose if I joined one of the diary or journal mailing lists, I'd get some of this ongoing conversation firsthand. But mailing lists are a huge time drain - I love to write/talk, and I'd never get anything done because so many interesting items would come over the threshold ....

Of course, I wouldn't be able to reply to them until I got home. Grrr.




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