WARNING: this entry may be boring, whining, or complaining a lot... for more positivity, check out these entries, yeah...

and then there are all those amusements on the left there

ok, it's official... DLand is driving me bonkers (and not in a good way)... every time I've come here recently (and that's less often each week lately), I start my usual routine... that would be checking notes and messages and then clicking and reading diaries of note-leavers and then clicking on banners and links found in the diaries and following wherever the muses may lead... I scamper off happily knowing I will find inspiration and fun and eventually ramble on about something I find or daily life or both... but lately I find myself running into brick walls... those error pages are so annoying and splash deadness on the inspirations...

I can understand someone who has not updated since the crash (how long ago was it?) still being "in the queue," but what's going on with comments and archived pages and various other things... gone forever?... and so many diaries photo links are down... the link codes just seem to be haphazardly not working... disheartening and definitely leading me to explore other diary communities more often... I am most comfortable here with the set up DLand, but that's as much familiarity as anything...

I don't like the fact that I paid for comments on one diary and they've not been working properly for long enough now for me to feel like I should get an extra month... I don't feel like renewing come next month... why pay for features that are not working...

meanwhile, we are six entries behind (so six entries will probably be uploaded in the next day or two, which means most people will miss at least five of them because most browsers read the current entry and move along... alas, such pearls of wisdom and folly as this are missed, no doubt... but the connections are made with those who care enough to connect and that is {and they are} what matters most)...

why are we six entries behind? (thank you for asking)...

teenagers... I live with teenagers... I work with teenagers... I was a teenager (for at least a few days... I regressed quickly to being a little kid though)... and as anyone knows (except maybe the teenagers), most teenagers live in the moment and every moment is a dramatic excitement or crisis or at the very least, the center of attention... teenagers rule... teenagers dominate the lives or those around them... it's the energy, the immediacy, the self-centeredness... everything is me, now, right now!...

I love the energy, I live in the moment... that is why working with and caring for teens appeals to me so much... and pre-teens too... and kids... my brain relates to their brains because my brain refuses to do the growing up thing that is so expected (nay, demanded) of everyone...

that's one reason these DLand glitches are so frustrating... I want my browsing to be continuous, I want the links to work now, right now!... and then there's the life with teens that leaves so little time for my writings and ramblings and browsings and that makes the imperative that the browsing and linkages go more smoothely all the more pressing... nobody likes it when a pressing imperative fails, ya know?...

so the week has been busy busy busy... entering our third week with our German exchange student, Heidi... we've probably disappointed her a bit since she came over to live with a typical American family to experience typical American life... we are anything but typical... first off, we're kind of a two dad household so there's no mom around and there are many things that teenage girls would probably rather discuss with a person of their own gender...

of course those gender stereotypes and the embarrassments across genders are foolish fears and dumb habits to me, but that's a whole other rant and I don't lay my opinions on others in life (others have enough burdens they create for themselves), I just ramble on in words for anyone to read or ignore at their own leisure (or peril)...

anyway, she (Heidi) was an angel (quiet, shy, agreeable to almost anything and easily blended into the background, maybe too much so at times as we were trying to figure out what she wanted to do and seldom got much in the way of feedback, but we kept asking cuz we wanted to be good hosts and all)... she continued to be a good influence on me (very healthy eating habits, when she ate, that is)... but unfortunately Precious and Rasputin remained set in ways more or less (and I'll probably slip back into something closer to their ways soon enough cuz it's easier and I my taste buds are no smarter than any typical Americans)...

Precious is the one who keeps us busy, regularly needing rides here and there because she's over-booked with school and extra curricular activities and life in general...

wish I had so much to do myself...

and I wish I had more time to myself... actually, work takes up the most time... and sleep, because after a few days without sleep it becomes challenging to walk... or talk... or focus... I try to remember to keep breathing...

and then I get home and I sit down in the big green chair and I put the laptop on the little table that allows it to breath and put the table on the pillow that cushions my legs and put the pillow on my lap I'm too tired to to stay awake so I fall asleep and wake because it's time for work or cuz Precious needs a ride or the phone rings and someone is talking to me and I usually try to stay awake when that happens...

but today and tonight, instead of sleeping, I shall attempt to pull together the bits and pieces of the week and give you the six entries you missed (or will miss, if you come later and don't click back)... and I'll try to leave all the whining and blah blah blah right here in this entry...

if I can focus my brain, that is...

a little night music... Heidi is into rap and R&B mostly, so Usher and R. Kely and Alicia Keys and Aaliya and Destiny's Child and Robbie Williams and some compilations have played a lot... while Precious is into Josh Groban totally... and I mean totally... her and her best friend call themselves Grobanites, from Grobania, of course... check out the website message board, you'll see what I mean... and then though Raspy doesn't listen to music much, usually prefering the TV, when he does it's often seventies and eighties light rock and some contemporary adult stuff... nice mellowish emotional songs... and me, just about anything... I lean more toward emotional lyrical songs because they provide literal ideas and inspire the feelings that pour into words more... but musically I am all over the place... and there are times when movie scores and classical music are all my imagination wants (cuz sometimes I don't want any external influences)...

there are no limits to imagination...

so there's some more info I may or may not have provided for you before... see?... you never know where something more personal might pop into an entry (that's why you must read them all through to the last word, of course)... and now we're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of words who lives in my head and comes through my fingers whenever I am near a keyboard (or have a pen and paper handy) who shall attempt to reconstruct the week that was (in the next six entries, though when reading this at some future dat, you can pretend this entry was actually uploaded on time and the next six as well, if only for continuity and coherence, if there is any to be had)...

and the excitement continues to build...

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