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Friday
24 Sept. 99

 

11 26 pm edt
This month's overexposed collab topic is:
how does having your journal online make you feel overexposed?

The only time I feel overexposed is when someone completes my sentance with (or refers to) something which I wrote in my diary.   I used to find it very distracting when it happened at school, but it is so infrequent that I don't really mind.   The occurences have served to point out to me that I repeat my little sayings, which is one of the reasons I began a diary.   I thought that if I could capture some of my sayings (my 3 goals in life, I statements) I might not say them as much.   I have found this to be true.   There is something about documenting that, for me, preserves.   This is why I make documentary films.   I can't resist them!

11 52 pm edt
I decided not to go out this evening, despite the fact that I <confession> slept until 2 30 pm in the afternoon today. </confession>   It was lovely not to be tired today, but it did mean that I didn't make it down to the municiple archives to get a copy of my greatgrandmother's death certificate.   I had dinner with my grandfather and an old business associate named Jan.   She was really fantastic and all i could think was that I would love to be like her when I am her age.   She was really lovely, and she wore her white head of hair in a beautiful and sophisticated style.   She was enthousiastic to tell about her latest cultural adventures (a ferry ride to Staten Island to see the new Chinese Gardens and her current evening's plans of a concert of Brazillian music).   She obviously had a passion for music and she rattled off a dozen obscure foreign films I should see ("remember: Black Cat, White Cat").   She lives in St. Louis and was telling me all about the great features of that city ("Oh, you should see the birds!").   I really enjoyed the evening.

 

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