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The deal with stuff (what a great title…)

This entry was posted on Sunday, December 21st, 2003 at 4:48 PM and is filed under Personal (Very...).

Dear readers,

Ok folks (especially those of you that have been following along with my interest in that girl) - here’s the deal.
I’m here at my parents from Friday
until just before the first day of spring semester classes.
That girl is probably not in the same state as my parents are
(and thus not in the same state I am right now).
So there isn’t a lot I can do, save send an e-mail.
I was really hoping to do something in person
- I hate feeling so bold on-line and so timid off-line.

Yet, an e-mail
(from this about 9.5 year old (I think) computer
on a very flaky dial-up connection
using Netscape 2.0)
remains my only option at present
(I don’t know her home (not at campus) phone,
instant messenger id, or anything like that).

So send I do. This hesitation that I have is not isolated.
There are some other things I have hesitation/anxiety about, and I will be doing much soul-searching/meditation in an attempt to resolve them (or at least improve their condition) - but that is something that this time here at my parents will be good for. (Perhaps in another post I’ll describe in more detail why I don’t discuss these sorts of things with my parents, as well as what some of these points of hesitation/anxiety are.)

I’m sorry I’ll be offline so much - at least until I manage to resolve the internet connection difficulties that have been plaguing the setup here for months. So I will be able to post less, and read e-mail less (in fact, if you send something in the past few days, I probably haven’t gotten around to reading it - it is such a chore trying to read e-mail via this setup here. :( ). Hopefully I’ll be able to change all this in the next few days/weeks.

Happy Holidays to all,
Season’s Greetings,
etc…

–
Andrew

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Kristina Says:

December 21st, 2003 at 9:12 PM

Hey Andrew,

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year if I don’t speak to you between now and New Years. It is a good thing that you’ve written her an email, she’ll appreciate it. This way you get to know whats going on with her and if you do indeed have some things that maybe will make you two click. I hope it put you at ease and a little less anxious about the whole ordeal. Other than what you’ve done my friend theres nothing else to do cept wait it out. *hugs* Email me if you need any advice, or just someone to talk to. I’m here for you :).

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jd Says:

December 22nd, 2003 at 7:51 AM

Merry Christmas & Happy New Year Everyone!!!

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ingrid Says:

December 22nd, 2003 at 9:54 AM

Merry Christmas and a happy New Year 2004 to everyone here. My turkey has just finished cooking now. It was stuffed with fresh cut up oranges and covered with a paste made up from these ingredients: black treacle, honey, olive oil, dry mustard powerd, worcesterhire sauce and loads of salt and pepper. Gravy is the most wonderful colour. The whole thing looks and smells sensational - like out of a magazine :-)

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Andrew (at home) Says:

December 22nd, 2003 at 2:51 PM

Actually, it is 8.5 years old and not 9.5 years old. Run Win 3.11.
Also runs linux, but there’s an issue with the PAP authentication
not working right when doing PPP from within Linux.
I’m still working on it.

I’m glad everyone is doing well. I may start to just write what I would blog on my PDA,
and see about uploading it later. The hopefully timeless stuff, that is.
Most of what happens when I visit my parents isn’t very “exciting” -
you know, meals, sleeping, walking, watching stuff on TV, etc… -
the day to day stuff that I imagine we all endure.

So part of what I’ve been ruminating on is the fact that that which we
seem to spend the most time on, is that which we often appreciate the least,
and vice versus. And even when we do appreciate it, it takes a poet
to express it in a form in which we can imagine others might appreciate it as well.

You know, this happened to me yesterday - I started with a comment
and wound up making it into a post. I’m not going to do that today.
This comment ends here.

Happy Holidays! to all, and to all, a good night.

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