first everybody go and wish her a speedy recovery and much cheese... and chocolate malts... and them too... and her... at times like these I wish I had a whole lot of everybodies to send, but at least I can hope the few of you dear readers who stop in here regularly (or at least semi-regularly) will pass along good feelings and healthy thoughts... go ahead, I don't mind waiting...

ah, thank you being a good samaritan and showing your love... and for coming back (I know how easy it is to get lost out there in cyberspace)... I know, the lyrics for the interlude song were altered slightly... ok, maybe a bit more than slightly... but it's my diary and my interlude song, so I get to paraphrase the genius who wrote the beautiful song... and with compliments like that, how can he complain?...

and now it is time for the entry portion of this entry...

as some of you may know, one of my fondest dreams in this life is to share everything, to actually know and be known completely and therein love and be loved completely... it would take a very unique person who fits my personality and idiosincracies quite nearly perfectly, but it is most definitely the first and foremost wish on my wish list for this life... it is for this as yet imaginary person that I write proposals and to whom I will eventually pray in complete subservience and ultimate reverence... I mean, no offense to any other gods, but love is my highest ideal and the energy force I consider most important in this universe and the person who actualizes love the most with me will naturally be my god...

there are other more specific self-related (self-development, self-expression, or just plain selfish) activities I wish I could share... for instance, one of these days I would like to read every entry in every diary and sort them (what me, categorized?) if only cuz it's a fun way to review the writings and remember the inspirations and situations that were occurring and give you and me a way of archiving the entries that should expedite the process of getting you the information you want about me... the first step would be to come up with categories... I would not expect the usual labels, knowing me...

but the basic categories would be included, like biographicalish informata, perhaps further sub-divided into superficial stuff, surface tensions, statistical anomalies, head dreams, heart dreams, and other dreams, and deep personal secrets... and news of the world or out there for opinions and passing fancies and controversial subjects not personally relating to my history...

this project, however, will take a lot more time than I have today so instead, I have chosen a different way to sort my entries... what you see below (if you keep scrolling) is a list of entries that came up when I searched my diary for the word google... you can search your own diary (I think... it might be one of the features that can only be accessed if you paid, but maybe not) by going to the Miscellaneous Stuff link on the left side of your member or entry page at DLand and then clicking on the search your own diary link you find somewhere on that miscellaneous page... or you could just click on the links I included here...

anyway, I figured that everybody goes to google to search for stuff (and sometimes people find their way here by searching for some of the strangest things, ya know), so I decided to see what would happen if I sort of reverse engineered the idea... I was surprised at how many entries popped up:

and just in case you have not had enough semi-random browsing of casa de candoor, I took the search thing once step fursther and came up with this bit of cleverness (we are all genius's in our own mind, after all)... I searched for the word search and this is what came up:

now some of us might be accusing me of cheating with these kinda sorta summary entries that do not really rambling on into new territory where no mind has gone before... but then, we can only pretend that I do such things for so long before we must accept that my talents have limits and my genius is mostly jest and even I fail to tap into my imagination (which is still limitless, mind you... or us) more often than not, so I disguise my lack of initiative and creativity by coming up with ideas like this...

but wait, there is massive validity (as opposed to just a little validity, of course) that this sort of entry is an ideal way for you to get to know me and the world we loosely call casa de candoor and there just might be an outside chance that maybe some of you would actually like to know me (hence the parenthetic afterthought in the title)... you oughta know by now that visitors are welcome, on and offline (yes, that is an actual real live working cell phone number over there in the links column and bless you for using it)... so this entry is more personal, more intimate, and potentially more descriptive of me and my mind (and my soulprint, for that matter) than an ordinary rambling...

so how's that for rationalizing?...

if I had the time I would go about organizing all the entries and pages in all my writings online and have a much more impressive (for academics and commercial purposes, at least) presentation of myself, but for now, stuff like this will have to do... my hope is you enjoy your reading and the attempts at humor and insight that I carelessly inject into my free-roaming babble... cuz I wouldn't want you leaving here feeling like you were wasting your time, after all...

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