Ummmmm

I am probably going to make this diary “favorites only” for various and sundry reasons. Inexorable reasons. (I have been browsing through some old entries. Cord, inexorable, and of course dear old various and sundry are just things that I use a lot. If you chatter with me in small windows, you probably know that “indeed” is another favorite of mine.)

Of course, if I had the patience I would go through and continue with what I started (this entry favorites only, that entry private …), but this could take me three days! So I think I am going to make this thing favorites only, and still go ahead and privatize some things. (Gack but some of this stuff is ghastly, I tell you!)

Anyway, if you are someone who likes to read here but doesn’t like to leave notes, please do, even if it’s a private one (I allow those) so I can add you to the list of favorites should I indeed go forth with this favorites only business.

This won’t affect the few people in the world who have reader’s passwords. Which is good, because notes from people with reader’s passwords are exceedingly rare, so if it did I wouldn’t know who to … well yeah, you know.

I’m not entirely positive yet; I might just assign myself mucking through this whole thing (which of course is downloaded and sitting on a CD somewhere and in all those yellowing Writer’s Notebooks in the trunk in the living room) and making entries private and favorites only, leaving various and sundry (see?) entries wide open to OD and OD Plus people. However, I am seriously considering it, so as I said somewhere up there … just let me know if you happen to be someone who likes to read in this place and would like access to it in the future.

Okay. There is thunder rolling outside the windows here, and while I don’t live in the sort of place that makes one need to batten down the hatches (I don’t think we even have hatches, whatever they are, and I never learned how to batten), I worked an extra long day today, so will now take myself toward the bahhhhth and bed etc. My daughter told me just the other day “Why can’t you just say bath?” Well because, I mean, the whole feel is lost then, isn’t it? It’s not just a bath, splat dash and you’re out of there. It’s a bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhth in which I intend to loll around and luxuriate in warm water, amber bubbles and general Explorer spoiling.

I highly recommend that you do the same.

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Indeed. Muckety-muckety-muck.

You said “inexorable”. 😀

May 5, 2004

as you know, i totally understand. just a while back i went thru 1000 plus entries and made most of them private. went to faves only for a time, went private, then back to the same ol stuff. maybe one of these days, we’ll chat online no? enjoy the thunder, and the baaahth 🙂

May 5, 2004

I can understand the need. I am feeling paranoid lately, mostly for irrational reasons, but I am, so there, so I do understand….and I agree; a “bahhhhhhth” is so much more fulfilling and revitalizing than a plain old “bath.” 🙂

I like Favorites Only. It feels safer, or something. What ARE hatches, anyway? And does anyone ever use the word “batten” in a sentence without saying “the hatches” after it? hugs,

May 5, 2004

mmmmmm – and I have one of those “ice cream” things…

May 5, 2004

we adore you regarless of your status. *smiles* take care,

you are on MY favorites list … 😉

May 5, 2004

I do not likes baths, but I do enjoy reading your diary, so please keep me. Hugs to you

May 5, 2004

My Dear ME, We all batten down those hatches when we are overwrought with emotions. When thunder, lightning and hail come, we shut the door. I hope your just closing the door for awhile and not the hatch. I enjoy reading your life. Preferably totally emersed in hot liquid…. if not then with just a cup of hot liquid. Have a lovely bbaattttth.

May 6, 2004

🙂 That’s the way Mando says ‘bath.’ *tee hees*

Kind of thought my Dylan wasn’t quite right LOL thanks for the tactful ryn reminder 😉

I’ve made most of my diary private, leaving up only the most recent entries. When I’m feeling sensative about something I’ve written, I make it a favorite only entry. Unfortunately, if there was damage to be done, it probably already has been done, but the person who may have done the damage is on notice that people are on to the game. Hugs,

May 6, 2004

Mmmm… yummy bubbles 😉 oh i would LOVE a bath ALL to myslelf… but i do love the time spent with Assette. Hopefully I am still one of your favourites… even though I have been so naughty the last year or so… I am making an effort now to get back into writing!!! (((HUGS)))

*hugs*

May 6, 2004

Oh please don’t shut me out! I always read– love your poetry– just never note.

Yep, there is a lot to think about and do, isn’t there. I’ve been wanting to redo my diary in some ways too, but it will take awhile .. so of course, I ‘ve put it off ; ) Your whitters are great and precious. Hugs

http://phrases.shu.ac.uk/meanings/56700.html http://www.clichesite.com/content.asp?which=tip+119I could seriously get lost for hours in sites such as these, you know?

May 6, 2004

bahhhhhhth sounds so much more Katharine Hepburn-esque. Hope you luxuriated. 🙂

i used to say to my daughter that it was time for a bath and a hairwash. lol lol lol!!!! so hick. i understand the need for favorites only. and putting entries on private. sometimes we just feel too vulnerable in this cyberspace world. i know i do. much love,

I’m floating in amber bubbles as I write this 😉 Hic. Great wine. Well fancy that little secret about Joan Baez, I won’t tell the ABBA one. Hugs sweet whitterbug

May 6, 2004

i understand the meaning of baaaahth.it is wonderful.

May 7, 2004

My method for a bath is to shower first, get clean, then fill the tub and soak, emerging lobster red and content. With a smile…

May 7, 2004

sounds wunnerful!! 😉

May 7, 2004

Ohhhh, I hope I make the cut!