Sakura, Balm to my Spirit
Apr. 1st, 2004 06:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
butterflydreamingWhat my April Fool's day has been like:
It started out just fine... pretty good, really. I got to be the prankster today, which felt really odd. Just little subtle things at work, for the customers. I wore glasses with no lenses, a last minute idea, and my regs, for whom I've been making coffee for many years (in most cases), were almost universally "fooled". Oh, but I felt bad! I don't really like tricking people. They all thought it was funny... .
Then my co-worker burned herself rather badly, and it went downhill from there.
Things got gradually more and more aggravating. The web was being pesky (oh, April 1st, I realized) and LJ nuts. I was too agro to write, especially after my computer did something weird, just because I hit a strange combo of keys... . Well. I needed a coke, preferably amply spiked, so I took a walk to the supermarket.
And thought about the mini-challenge. Only had the 1st line by the time I got home (everything was on sale at the store... some good luck), and I wondered if an hour would be enough. It's been years since I've written a sonnet! But as far as I can tell, I managed the iambic pentameter through the whole thing! Only one really sticky point... I had to break for a snack to figure out the rhyming line for "whim". Kept running back to my notebook to jot down rhyming words; I knew "kilim" wouldn't be useful, but, hey.
And then it was done. And I felt so good! So good that when I talked to my mom and found out that chemo was the thing, I was just... fine. She's gonna loose her hair, just like I thought. Finally told L.
'Course, I really had to fight ff.net, the bastards. Document files for poems, thats what I learned.
I hope somebody reads my poem.
Maybe I should just write "Matters of Chance" in poetry format too... a series of Petrarchan sonnets, or as a ballad. Yeah. That's a GREAT idea. {sarcasm, that} I'm still scratching my head about what happens between the dress-up fun and the ending. No, I guess I do kind of know. Okay. I can work on that now.
It started out just fine... pretty good, really. I got to be the prankster today, which felt really odd. Just little subtle things at work, for the customers. I wore glasses with no lenses, a last minute idea, and my regs, for whom I've been making coffee for many years (in most cases), were almost universally "fooled". Oh, but I felt bad! I don't really like tricking people. They all thought it was funny... .
Then my co-worker burned herself rather badly, and it went downhill from there.
Things got gradually more and more aggravating. The web was being pesky (oh, April 1st, I realized) and LJ nuts. I was too agro to write, especially after my computer did something weird, just because I hit a strange combo of keys... . Well. I needed a coke, preferably amply spiked, so I took a walk to the supermarket.
And thought about the mini-challenge. Only had the 1st line by the time I got home (everything was on sale at the store... some good luck), and I wondered if an hour would be enough. It's been years since I've written a sonnet! But as far as I can tell, I managed the iambic pentameter through the whole thing! Only one really sticky point... I had to break for a snack to figure out the rhyming line for "whim". Kept running back to my notebook to jot down rhyming words; I knew "kilim" wouldn't be useful, but, hey.
And then it was done. And I felt so good! So good that when I talked to my mom and found out that chemo was the thing, I was just... fine. She's gonna loose her hair, just like I thought. Finally told L.
'Course, I really had to fight ff.net, the bastards. Document files for poems, thats what I learned.
I hope somebody reads my poem.
Maybe I should just write "Matters of Chance" in poetry format too... a series of Petrarchan sonnets, or as a ballad. Yeah. That's a GREAT idea. {sarcasm, that} I'm still scratching my head about what happens between the dress-up fun and the ending. No, I guess I do kind of know. Okay. I can work on that now.
