Saturday, December 16, 2006

So this is Christmas

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message reprinted as sent to my phone earlier this morning.

have some decency.

Monday, December 11, 2006

Tempting fate

Strictly speaking, i'm not supposed to be engaging in tarot. i swore off it after someone offered to read my palm a few years ago...and said that i would become promiscuous. :(

Not to mention that it's against my belief system.

But what the hey. Just for kicks. And what do you know, this time the card(s)may just be right.

Like Madeleine L'engle wrote, life is like a sonnet. you're given a very strict form, but how your poem reads is entirely up to you.

You are The Star

Hope, expectation, Bright promises.

The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised

The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

The irony of it all

A so-called multimedia journalist who doesn't update her blog. But when i've been staring at a computer day in day out, trawling for news, trying to make sense of it, trying to come up with some form of analysis, or something new to add to the growing discourse, there really isn't much writing left for this blog.

plus, i have security issues. obviously, i can't talk about what i'm working on, but i'm having a hard time drawing the line, because work is also personal (says a friend who claims to be married to hers) and i believe that the personal is political.

so there you have it. a consciously edited attempt at a stream of consciousness.

i'll try, i repeat, try to update this once a week, but um, no photos for now.

as i write this, it's raining slightly and it's cold -- finally, a proper December chill.

there's something about the rain that always makes me feel like writing.

i wish it would snow.