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Well, Joyce's horoscope was right. I was socially inept tonight. Said all the wrong things. Frogs kept coming out of my mouth. I feel a little bad about that. When will I learn to be less rabid?

In any event, it was really nice to see Barbara again. And I tremendously enjoyed talking to Chris's Chris.

Did go to Union on my own afterwards. Why does everyone wish to sing Chicago lately?

Lessons learning

I actually am finding that populating my other journal with past entries is helpful. Helpful because I'm realizing where I got stuck and that part of what I've finally dealt with now has roots that extend back twenty years.

It is such a relief to finally move on. And it may not sound it, but it really is helping me to develop a more positivistic attitude. Last night's lesson is that it is possible for frogs to stay in your stomach, and not hop out of your mouth. But in reading my entry from 1983 on this day, I realize that that was always the case with me.

ooops. Have to go play Sonic the Hedgehog. My doggie keeps growling--must be observing another puppy outside.

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Accept people for what they are
Take from them what they can offer freely
Give to them all that you have to give
Face the world with your head up
And in the words of Winston Churchill
"Never give in, never give in, never, never, never, never in nothing, great or small, large or petty never give in except to convictions of honor and good sense."

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See, sometimes I see my life as a piece of cake, when I consider the other problems that so many people on LJ (and in that niggling little thing called "real life") experience. People like X, for example, people who have overcome tremendous obstacles. I admire that so much.

I look at Josie, finding out news about her Dad, and it makes me sad. I never really knew him before he had his first operation. I understand he was quite a guy. I think I met him once, and on that occasion, he was basically yelling down the stairs, asking me to leave, and asking Josie if she smelled smoke.

And I think of Peter, who's in a tenuous situation at work. Coming from Poland, his status is uncertain, even after he secures his doctorate in two years. So he's a bit concerned, and deservedly so.

During my IM with Peter today, he used two interesting words to describe my life. He said I was "lucky" and "stable." I guess considering the political/economic station he came from, thats understandable.

This offers me the proper perspective.