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A Physicist's Guide to Smoked Gouda

 

20 November 2003 01:02

i feel like arvianna has become a graveyard.

each entry, each little blurb, is just a tombstone for some idea i had. something i wanted to explore, to write pages and pages about, maybe even to hear other opinions on.

but instead, i just kind of interred it here, maybe i thought "ill write more about it later, but right now im tired" and it just receded from there.

but thats no reason to stop writing in here, of course. arviannas been through so many changes and phases, even though the layout has been the same for four years. and i love writing about ideas in here.

i just want it to go further. and thats really just up to me, to keep ideas from slipping off the deep end once theyre deposited here. (but thats not to say that you shouldnt talk to me about anything in here if you think of anything! i know most of you know who i am anyway.) i just need to sit down and write more for me again, like i used to. my paper journals have really declined this semester. in london especially, and even this summer, i would write pages and pages in coffeeshops, or even just before bedtime. i really want to do that again, is it just a question of making time? how many things do i need to make time for in my life?

ive made time for yoga, when i thought i had none. but thats only 10 to 20 minutes in the morning and at night. i want to write more all the time, whenever i have an idea. but unfortunately, yeah, thats usually during quantum when im sposed to be concentrating on hermitian operators and incompatible obesrvables.