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Hello thurs nite!!
ttocsland
11:32pm PDT + 18Sep03 = Thurs nite..

Here they come...
Come out of the garden baby, catch a death of the fog
the girls we call the diamond dogs..


From David Bowie's Diamond Dogs, as performed by Beck for the Moulin Rouge soundtrack.

Why I open with that, I don't know. There seems to be so much to write about, and I get stuck wanting to write via LiveJournal so that it's real time everyday... but I also want to own it and make sure I have it in my grubby hands; I suffered a failure during the September 11th attacks - I journaled to 'blogster' - only to have my entry eaten by the net denizens... I blame no one - but it certainly made me gun shy.

work - the ups and downs - glad to have it, it's driving me sad to realize it's not as good as it could be. The pups have given me unconditional love and a newfound respect for responsibilities that MUST be taken care of; and also have run me ragged with their neediness. Alicia's up with work and ninja school; down with an occasional feeling of overwhelmedness. We look for a house to buy, but realize the checkbook kinda challenges us. So, yeah. Life is happening. Shant complain, for it's better than the alternative.

so here are some new words. Not nearly what I wanted to plant, but if I don't get into the habit of typing then I won't be in the habit, will I?

Oh - btw, try typing this into the google.com search engine:
scott wallace automedia

Guess I'm not doing too bad, eh?

ciao,
s.