May. 6th, 2006

Ceilidh

May. 6th, 2006 01:17 am
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Ceilidhs are fun and exhausting. Then again, you all already know that, so why am I telling you?
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Yeesh! Forget the bed, I need a pad of writing paper by the bath. I feel like that guy in Diamond Age (by Neal Stephenson) who had nanosites embedded in his muscles which constantly stimulated them to keep him in trim whatever he did, but found that it could get irritating when he was constantly twitching, he was Archimedes Bud.

Some of it should be forgotten, though most is stuff I would like to do, fic scenes, and the like so should get recorded at some point. I have managed a more buddhist attitude toward *knowing* things. If someone's meeting a friend and won't say who, or has a stupid nickname and won't say why, or is asking about some other fact I really don't need to know, I've got good at just not minding, whereas once my voracious curiousity was less discriminating and would latch on to any unknown.

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