tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post94453975565274658..comments2023-05-15T09:51:54.441-04:00Comments on Victorya Chase Goes To Therapy: Another Day, Another Dollar Before TaxesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-18455745871826945062007-10-18T09:08:00.000-04:002007-10-18T09:08:00.000-04:00Cherished - thanks for the thoughts! It's just pr...Cherished - thanks for the thoughts! It's just preemptive worry/anxiety now - pre-op is first week in november, then the surgery. Originally they wanted to do it in September, but teh bosslady wanted me to push it back.<BR/><BR/>Chewy - thanks for the hugs and higs! I love 'em both :D I did used to do more photography than writing, and truth be told was exstatic when I made it into a group show at an NYU gallery way back when, it's nice to get back into it.<BR/><BR/>Shrink- nothing missed yet, in the future still. I have I think exactly a month to worry now, then my poor little foot gets cut open.Victoryahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18256314171695734487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-28053802855334000302007-10-18T08:27:00.000-04:002007-10-18T08:27:00.000-04:00Er, surgery? Have I missed something here?? Oooo...Er, surgery? Have I missed something here?? Ooooh, don't tell me about slings and arrows - mine are called kids! Every time I have the muse flowing, they off and want to be fed/collected/spoken to. Sheesh..<BR/><BR/>Hang on in there hon, nothing lasts forever. xShrink Wrapped Screamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12760625376352251212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-31489498815218274432007-10-17T20:33:00.000-04:002007-10-17T20:33:00.000-04:00I've been busy and in-between friends and family b...I've been busy and in-between friends and family business - trying to keep up with making the blog rounds. Finally got round to yours.<BR/><BR/>I use to free-lance and always had to make sure I had enough money put away for quarterly taxes... and paying my own insurance. UGH! Lived paycheck to paycheck back then.<BR/><BR/>Your night shots are really awesome. Keep it up, if you have time. It's self-rewarding to have a creative hobby, such as photography, which brings pleasure. PLUS, for the time you're hunting for a shot, it's a private escape from stress. But you can't avoid necessary responsibilities.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the mention and link.<BR/><BR/>Keep your chin up. Higs - Oops - Hugs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-61957507139919509792007-10-17T11:35:00.000-04:002007-10-17T11:35:00.000-04:00Vic: Thinking of you so much in your wee apt recu...Vic: Thinking of you so much in your wee apt recuperating :) Rear Window (I love that movie - such a nail biter right to the end - I love old movies).<BR/><BR/>I do trade my hectic, fast paced day call-centre, customer serv day hat for my writing hat at night. Finding such solace keeps me going. I don't have to talk to idiots in the evening; just warm-hearted people via my blog.<BR/><BR/>Please write me @ e-mail anytime if you wish: <BR/>cherished-thoughts@hotmail.com<BR/><BR/>Take care.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-52530527952016604802007-10-17T09:03:00.000-04:002007-10-17T09:03:00.000-04:00Wow quacks, we do have a lot in common, huh? I've...Wow quacks, we do have a lot in common, huh? I've got 6 years of Latin under my belt and loved to lose myself in the consistency of numbers - always an answer, always a right way.<BR/><BR/>Definately glad to have you here :)<BR/><BR/>Amel - it is relaxing, I love living within walking distance of a park.Victoryahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18256314171695734487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-33588964805725637202007-10-17T07:32:00.000-04:002007-10-17T07:32:00.000-04:00Yeah, I could imagine you enjoying the fresh air.....Yeah, I could imagine you enjoying the fresh air...being alone with your thoughts...and the city...mmm...<BR/><BR/>Well, even without the stars, it still looks relaxing enough. ;-DAmelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16792921371964029469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-68065844205239851532007-10-16T15:53:00.000-04:002007-10-16T15:53:00.000-04:00I'm not sure which side I'm living in... very anal...I'm not sure which side I'm living in... very analytical... but I hate numbers and love words. I play text twist like games in my head all the time... I devour root words and creative ways to interpret vocabulary. (Should have been a linguist maybe). I always wished I could paint. I'm naturally good at math but hate it. Chemistry and Latin were fun for me for the exact same reasons... (order from chaos, everything must be equal on both sides of the equation in the end, except for the exceptions - and those are memorizable).<BR/><BR/>In your photo I'm very drawn to all the apartment lights. I like to imagine all the thousands of lives going along in their tiny insulated worlds. <BR/><BR/>Thanks for the warm welcome. It honestly makes me feel less lonely in the world to read your blog. I easily find myself feeling quite isolated... a virtual orphan.quacks like a duckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15812561123745326141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-54565726894575696942007-10-16T13:55:00.000-04:002007-10-16T13:55:00.000-04:00Liss - I live on the creative side, whichever that...Liss - I live on the creative side, whichever that may be, the most. Everytime I see a stray peice of paper I have to turn it into a bird, or ornament, or whathaveyou. One of the directors handed me a dollar for our lotto pool once, and as we talked it became a starfish. I tend to see everything as a raw material and my mind peices it together, turns it around, makes connections and patterns. My house is a mess.<BR/><BR/>So if music bridges you to the art world, what would bridge me out of it? Ben Stein reading a textbook? (I also have a lot of music on, loud, when I sit down to really write). I have to figure it out, maybe I should reread Flatland, at least a paragraph or two, to switch back to math.Victoryahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18256314171695734487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-38387185597048811892007-10-16T13:13:00.000-04:002007-10-16T13:13:00.000-04:00I seem to live that switching brain comment. Hi, ...I seem to live that switching brain comment. Hi, i'm an accountant by day and a writer. Of course I've been 'stuck' for ages on the writing thing - it wasn't working, it wasn't flowing. <BR/> <BR/>what side of your brain do you live on the most? I ask that because I live the most in my left brain. the analytical part of my noggin. To switch I have to find something to help me. With me, music is a way to trigger the right brain. For long time it was a combo of music and a few rounds of computer solitaire that would do it.Lsshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01826408619899226721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-63399983719965679332007-10-16T11:53:00.000-04:002007-10-16T11:53:00.000-04:00lol, that's okay fish, that's what I see too :) E...lol, that's okay fish, that's what I see too :) Either a clandestine rendevous under the lamp light or a man in a trenchcoat and fedora smoking a cigarette as the water laps a body to the shore. :)Victoryahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18256314171695734487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-87067533178926438412007-10-16T11:27:00.000-04:002007-10-16T11:27:00.000-04:00Hi Victorya, hang on in there. As for the story t...Hi Victorya, hang on in there. As for the story the photo makes me think of, I'm torn. I'm either going for slushy romance or murder mystery - there I go again, With we Geminis, there are always two sides ;-) Fish xfishwithoutbicyclehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12071691302805126529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-85450302115605905962007-10-16T10:09:00.000-04:002007-10-16T10:09:00.000-04:00That's pretty much what I was doing when I took th...That's pretty much what I was doing when I took the photo Amel :) Just trying to get some air into these lungs of mine. No stars though, just the twinkling of apartment lights.Victoryahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18256314171695734487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4770354865100906374.post-35984442629026036762007-10-16T09:07:00.000-04:002007-10-16T09:07:00.000-04:00Hey, Vic!I'm SORRY to hear about your stress. :-((...Hey, Vic!<BR/><BR/>I'm SORRY to hear about your stress. :-((( BIG HUGS to you!<BR/><BR/>If you want, while you're recuperating in your apt, you can write me to my email addy. <BR/><BR/>About your trouble switching brains...hmmm...I've never experienced it, I think...well, I WOULD be your sponsor if only I had enough money!!!<BR/><BR/>I LOVE your photo, though, but my brain's too tired to think much of it. All I can say is that the first image coming to my brain about this pic is of someone taking a walk there to clear up his/her mind or reminisce about life...on a crisp night in autumn...while stargazing...mmmm...yummy thought!!! And then coming home refreshed after enjoying the wonders of the stars with a cup of hot chocolate...mmmm...Amelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16792921371964029469noreply@blogger.com