No time to do a real entry this morning (I hate Monday mornings). This at least should get me motivated to squeeze an entry in later today.
Most days I think I make a difference. Most days I think I am at least somewhat respected. Most days I can force the equations to add up to a number greater than zero. This is not one of those days. I made a good, solid, correct decision. It was overridden because it was not…
I was a good girl Saturday. I hung around an extra hour, making sure that everything was OK at work before I went home and went to bed. No one called me, so I went home feeling like everything had been resolved. Everything was not resolved. A second, related problem reared its ugly head. I’m…
Well, I see that the “ten most recently updated diaries” list is working again. I’m surprised there wasn’t more complaints about its absence, but then again, it disappeared sometime during my vacation, so perhaps I missed the peak bitching stage. To continue my vacation update … we did tide pools and desert. We visited San…
The judge suspended sentencing pending psychological evaluation. Daniel Culligan’s lawyer is pressing for community service and no jail time. The prosecuters are insisting that they’ll push for the maximum sentence. Regardless of what happens, I have to think the letters the prosecution received made a difference. There has been no deal cut, and the press…
I love Celtic music. This song is one of my favorites, and seeing as how it’s October 1st, I’m going to please myself and note the lyrics. The rest of you, feel free to be bored. I’ll try to be more interesting and less maudlin later. Perhaps this lulluby will help me sleep tonight. If…
Rough night. Rough days ahead. The diary is mine, but sometimes the story is not mine to tell. As often as not, I’m on the outside, a spectator to things that I play only a peripheral role in. I may be writing from my point of view, but that doesn’t necessarily make me the central…