Organizing My Thoughts
Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Today was my "day off", and so I piddled around most of the day. I watched a movie which I liked (it made me weep, which I enjoy), surfed the internet, helped a phriend solve a dilemma, and tackled the beginning of something that I've been putting off -- I started adding labels to the posts I've made here since the beginning of this blog.

I don't know why I didn't start it from the beginning, really -- but I didn't -- so understanding "why" wouldn't change the fact that I didn't.

When I started this blog, it was really only because I found myself posting ridiculously long comments on other people's blogs, and realized that I should just "get a room, already", and trust that if people were interested in what I thought, they would come along.

Anyhooooooo -- You will now find, in the right side-bar -- a list of "labels" (and I swear to all the Girl Scout ancestors that I will faithfully label all my posts from now on), so you can take a look at some old stuff that is now partially catalogued (I have not finished labeling all the posts that I've made, but I got a good start today).

Of course, in order to do this, I had to read back on a lot of blog entries. This was an oddly satisfying task, as I found some posts that engendered a certain fondness in me.

Not bad for a girl who just wanted to make some "extended comments".

Posted byPortlyDyke at 11:55 PM  

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katecontinued said... January 24, 2008 at 12:21 PM  

A Room of One's Own Indeed.

What really struck me was what you described as oddly satisfying, re-reading blog entries. PD, I find this incredibly satisfying myself. I have only just started blogging this year.

My excuse, well one anyway, is that I found my weekly letter to lenore (mom) for the past 5 years had gotten more bloggish than familial. Frankly, my mom doesn't give a fuck about FISA, Alito, EPA, wev.

But, the re-reading part for me is related to a contemplative aspect of life that isn't talked about in this culture. It seems we are all taking in so much information and firing back our responses, findings, analysis, etc. Seldom do we discuss the hours we spend formulating, refining, proofing what we really believe. And there is pride. I like to re-live the pleasure I felt composing a finely turned phrase. It is a thing of beauty, right?

I love your writing and you make me smile - almost daily. (Yes, you have taken a day off occasionally and you should.)

splord said... January 24, 2008 at 2:04 PM  

Your "extended comments" make most people's doctoral theses pale in comparison.

(plus, you RAWK at phriend helping!)

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