My consistency is gone... I didn't get up until 04:45 today. Still before the sun came up, though, but the paper was already here.
What really woke me up was thunder. Lotsa loud thunder. Looked at the radar loop, and this thunderstorm popped up west of Topeka about 30 miles, headed straight for Topeka, veered off north and dissipated, all within about two hours. No precipation, or participation, in my neighborhood... only brief thunder and lightning.
I forgot to change the date on yesterday's entry, so it looked like I had two Sundays. Not a really bad idea, huh? Double coupons...
Right now, I'm DLing M*OFF*C*22**...(for evaluation)... this is a pretty tricky deal. I got part of it a coupla weeks ago on a really slow connection, but the connex this morning are really fast, like 4.5 KB/sec, I might be able to get a major portion of it before I get kicked off.
I'm on a coupla newsgroups of people who do pirate warez, and those people... well, let me put it like this... if you're a journaller, and you think that diary-l is bad... this group, besides being paranoid (comes with the territory) are really really nasty when they want to be.
12:48...
My feeling is that grief is quite simply for ourselves. We feel sorry for ourselves because the person (or object) that we are grieving is gone and we don't get to have them anymore. It's a personal loss. For us, not necessarily for the dead person.
So grief is based, like every other human emotion, on selfishness. Memememememe. People. They're disgusting.
I'll probably get castigated for saying that here, but my readers are much gentler people than those on diary-l, and they don't scare me... quite so much.
More tomorrow...
Speaking of diary-l... there's a thread on there now about grief... some people are grieving for JFKjr and some aren't. I'm staying out of it, except for snide comments. I have the feeling that I would really get ganged up on and beaten unmercifully.