Endings

Friday, May. 07, 2004 - 7:18 a.m.

Well, this is a sad day. I woke up to find a notification in my inbox that says the Friday Five will be discontinued.

I cannot tell you how important this particular web meme had become to me. I try and update my Diary every day. But it was neccessary to get a day off sometimes. And Friday Five provided the means by which that could be done without actually skipping an update. She's even turned the archives off. I was proud to have been one of the donators, and I'm sorry to see it go. I Googled and there seem to have been other attempts made such as the Friday Four and the Thursday Three, but the main sites for those are also dead or dying.

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There was something on television too, last night. Some series finale, I think... ?...

Darn it, the name of the show is on the tip of my tongue, too!

It's a pity there wasn't more publicity for it; otherwise I might have remembered.

Hmmm. Oh, well.

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Toddy and I finally had That Talk yesterday. The one where I warn him that I'm scared about my impending hearing loss, and that my feelings may manifest as being directed at him for his inability to be on the telephone with me due to his phonophobia. I admitted to having a righteous bug up my ass about this due to his condition being treatable and mine untreatable, and that at times I might get into a mind frame along the lines of thinking that the wrong person is being accomodating here. So if I ever gave him attitude, that was why, and to please steer me back to the main road as soon as he got tired of the gravel bouncing off of the windshield.

But we did make some breakthroughs. We decided we wanted to keep working together. We also decided to budget for working together in person as often as possible. As soon as things settle down on his end, he says he'll be able to spend more time working with me, and there's also been a musical promise from him to me that's very special... and still kind of secret. But trust me, it's good. Don't want to jinx it, you see.

The main thing we discovered was that we're still able to respect each other, even with our respective quirks.

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Oh, and here. This is just weird. Thanks, Shiloh!

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