March 2003
March 19
Little bits tonight. It was a very busy day.
Happy journal anniversary to Bev, on three years of "Funny the World."
If you haven't read Michael's excellent March 18 entry, please do yourselves a favor and do just that.
I got two pieces of journal-related e-mail today, from people who hadn't written before. The one from the person who felt the need to ask me if "Becky" was a nickname for "Rebecca" included a link to a site that belied the childlike nature of the writer's missive. But in case that was an error, yes, my name really is Rebecca. That's all the answer I'm providing that writer.
The second was a bit more intriguing. Let's just say its writer was an adult, and wanted to discuss something on an adult level. I haven't decided whether or not to reply, but it was definitely an interesting note. And no, it wasn't a request for information about porn sites. Those have tapered off.
March 18
A friend shared information with me today from this group, about an ongoing effort to, as they say it, "keep the light of reason and hope burning." It's an interesting idea. And at the risk of sounding like your mommy, please be careful if you decide to participate. Burning down your home is not a good idea.
I don't have a whole lot else to say tonight. It has been a day of both quiet, reflective moments and intense frenzy. Those latter, frenzied moments have made me wish for more of the former.
But one funny, if frenzied thing: a potential client called the law firm and wanted me to tell her when (name of attorney) would return her call. I had no way of knowing, and told her as much, very politely, of course. But she kept rephrasing the question, apparently hoping that if she did so often enough, I would magically get over being too stupid to tell her what she wanted to know.
Unfortunately for her, I didn't.