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Dilettante's Diary: the internal dialogue of a hedonist bluestocking.

I am a dilettante. I know quite a bit about a lot of things, but I don't know enough to be an expert on anything. I have a very sensual, hedonistic nature, but I am also a thinker, and I aim one day to be worthy of the label 'bluestocking', despite its pejorative connotations.

This is my journal, which, delightfully enough, doesn't have to go wherever I go, but is accessible from nearly everywhere I am.

Thursday, November 20, 2003

On my way to MA

Wow!

I've just had one of those really hectic days at work that make me wonder why I'm doing this job. Then I remember that I like the pace, the challenges, and the change. There is so much to learn, so much to remember, so much that changes quarter-to-quarter and year-to-year. I like my clients, and some days (ok, rare days) I find that I don't dislike anyone I work with. Other days, however... well, I'm not going there, not right now.

As I'm typing this, I'm supposed to be packing. I'm taking a break, actually, after running errands, shopping for miscellaneous things you always need when travelling, and sorting through mails and bills that need to be paid before I leave.

Its a real pity that this time of year is so naturally busy and that my own profession by nature is hectic now, too. I've been contacted recently by friends I haven't heard from in months and I feel terrible because I don't have time to send them 'quality' responses.

Alas, time to run. This was really a non-post, I don't know why I bothered writing it, but still, its a journal, and I actually felt like writing.