Disappearing archives
This will be a very short entry as I’ve spent the last several hours reconstructing my archive pages. For some reason they disappeared. This is particularly strange in that I hadn’t touched them in a week, and as far as I know they were there yesterday.
Needless to say it was aggravating.
I stink at making tables and could I find the original template that I’d used for January? God forbid.
Then I had the whole thing put together and the computer froze. This happened twice. So I had to do a "force quit" and of course everything was lost because I hadn’t saved as I was working.
How dumb is that?
So they’re back up, but they’re inaccurate as I know there were days that I failed to put up an entry and I didn’t feel like taking the time to figure out what days those were. I’ll get to it someday.
I’m just so frustrated that the whole mess was lost.
But it’s back. My head is aching from the effort.
Work today seemed to pass by me in a rush. I spent every spare second working on progress reports. I’m down to four left and there are five pages on each of them. If luck is with me I’ll get them done by the end of the day tomorrow.
I also squeezed in two lessons of that reading program I’m trying to learn. I really don’t like this thing at all.
The day was wild in general. The kids were out of control, I think because it was class picture day. This means a twenty minute disruption at some point during the morning, and all they can think about is that coming interruption.
These kids have spring fever already. It’s way too early for spring fever.
My mood hasn’t improved very much, although I think my public façade is back in place. There might be a few cracks, but you’d have to know me well to find them.
I guess that will have to do for now.
One bright spot in my day was the realization that it is not pitch black out at five thirty in the morning (no pun intended). It’s slightly light as sunrise is just after six, so I don’t feel as if I’m getting up in the middle of the night. Even though to many it is the middle of the night.
And now I need to get some sleep. I’ll probably dream of HTML and tables.
Listening to: Savage Garden
Reading: The Pilot’s Wife Anita Shreve and Letters from New York Helene Hanff
Weather: 55, sunny
Trivia: Why isn't this popular Asian fruit allowed on airplanes?
All across southeast Asia, people eat the durian or stinkfruit (Durio zibethinus). Westerners who try them are often astonished at the smell, which has been described as a blend of decayed onion, turpentine, garlic, Limburger cheese, and resin. Although the flesh of the durian is sweet and mild, the aroma is so strong that many westerners cannot consume it without gagging. Eating it on commercial flights has been forbidden by several Asian airlines. Yet the durian is enormously popular in Asia. In Thailand, it is called the King Of Fruits. This spiky-skinned, brownish green fruit, which can grow as big as a human head, is becoming available in the United States and Europe. Watch for it in gourmet supermarkets -- but be prepared!
Cool word: scion [n. SIGH-un]
A child is the scion of his or her parents. Near synonyms include descendant, issue, heir, progeny and offspring. Example: "It is often noted that presidential candidate George W. Bush is the scion of a former Republican president." Scion is an offshoot of the Middle English word, taken from the Old French cion, that meant to sprout or split open. Both were likely derived from the Latin secare (to cut). In literary usage, a scion is usually the young member of a rich, famous or distinguished family. Another sense of the word scion describes a shoot of a plant, especially one taken from another for replanting. A branch or
portion of a tree growing from such a shoot is called a graft. The word graft is taken from the Latin graphium, (to write) and was named this because of the resemblance of a scion to a pointed pencil.
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The new moon falls in Pisces and sets off a new fortnightly cycle where you will be much more in tune with what gives you a sense of wonder, awe and inspiration. Your emotions are likely to be close to the surface, it is as though you have lost a layer of skin and are far more sensitive to your environment and what others think and feel, this is no bad thing if it puts you more in touch with who you really are underneath it all.