and I'm sitting here organizing my schedule. Take Cate to work, take the dogs to the park, pay a bill, make lunch, visit my dad, laundry, etc. Hope to do creative stuff. Have to practice for Sunday. Having good thoughts about the harp, feeling excited about playing it today, doing the improv thing.

Weather looks good. Laughed about the possible forged documents re: George Bush. Just reinforces my decision not to vote for either one of them.

Feeling "Breddelwyn" at the moment. Makes me wish there was an event going on today instead of tomorrow, or not have to do the mundane things I need to do shortly. Living in two worlds. Being two different characters. Is this some form of schizophrenia?

Who am I?
Let me count
The ways

this is the time to put this journal to work.

Just was complemented after giving a complement to a person who I feel is a good writer and reseacher. I felt honored by this, but, after reading an intro, I feel that this person is underestimating their talent. I want to be more encouraging, but not be a rescuer, and have said that they're a good writer. I guess that's all I can do at this point in time. I need to concentrate on my own goals and get my own life together so that I can call myself a bard. Interesting.

Lot of good stuff I've read. I think I've done some pretty good, too, but I'm not at the level I want to be yet. I don't know if I'll ever get there or not. I guess the old "one day at a time" thing.

OK, let's see if this thing works. It didn't the last time, so, I maybe doing something wrong.
Testing...testing...1...2...3.

OK. It worked, so, let's see this time.

How to live in a world of one's choice, and not have to deal with the mundane world? I guess it can't be done, unless you have the money to have other people do the mundane stuff for you, and devote your time to the "important" stuff.