measi's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Flurry of activity Man, it's been a busy weekend. And I don't feel like I accomplished much, even though I did a LOT. When did Tuesday get here? I spent the better part of Sunday reworking my Reiki teaching manuals. The ones I'd received from my Reiki Master were photocopies of photocopies. I have this impending need to NOT make more copies of this as-is, and retyped the whole thing, reworking a few pages and reformatting them to look nice. Redoing them actually was a wonderful exercise in Reiki contemplation-- reading through the manuals again and again, and considering all of the information given-- where I felt it lacked detail, where I felt detail could be removed. Lots of soul-searching happens when you rewrite and revise what you've been taught, I'm finding. I don't regret doing so. In fact, I think it's made my appreciation of Reiki that much stronger. I did all of my reworkings in early to mid June. I saved it, and left the copies sitting on my computer desktop as Word files for when it was time to send out my first two copies. When I opened them on Sunday to do a last-check, I winced. I'd saved it highlighted (font change, I assume), and of course, as often happens, I'd pressed C. So that's all I had. A friggin capital C in Times Roman. Fifty pages down the drain. Oh I wanted to cry. I'd started working on them at work, and had emailed them home in the evenings so I could work on them, so fortunately I still had originals attached to emails. But they were by no means complete. I basically wrote 30 of 50 pages on Reiki on Sunday, including formatting pictures and such. Lots of work. And unlike my thesis, this 30 pages was single spaced. Therefore I believe I've set a new writing record. Bleh. Last night I did a final hand-check of each page for typos and misspellings. I corrected them today and printed them off. They look good. I'm pleased. But I have a hand-cramp wicked fierce. [bar] Along with the horrors of rewriting those manuals, I came across something on TV last night. On American Movie Classics, they had one of the films I thought I'd NEVER see on that station... The Rocky Horror Picture Show. What's next? Xanadu? (that's a place that nobody dares to go). No, I didn't start that play on words. Blame Tan. And if you get it, give yourself a round of applause. Despite the fact that it was midnight, I couldn't resist watching a bit of Rocky. I even did some audience participation mutterings. It's just too difficult to turn away, particularly when you know some of the um... comments. :) But honestly, Tim Curry is just mesmerizing in that movie. Yes, the script is bad. Yes, it's campy. But he pulls off Frank-N-Furter so well. He made that role. I don't think anyone could match him. Although if the rumours I hear are true, Anthony Stewart Head could give him a good run for his money. I still need to get [erich] to the show. It's an experience he needs to have. If it works to get him there, I won't even point him out as a virgin, although I know Tan would if she attended with us. [bar] I really should get some work done today, shouldn't I? hmm.... 3:46 p.m. - 16 July 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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