> James Doohan (“Scotty”) passed away at his home in Redmond, Washington this morning. He was 85. Doohan died at 5:30 a.m. (13:30 GMT) with his wife of 28 years, Wende, at his side. According to Doohan’s Los Angeles agent and longtime friend Steve Stevens, the cause of death was pneumonia and Alzheimer’s disease. startrek.com
So sad, indeed. He was a huge piece of what Star Trek is, and I have no doubt that he will persist as such. He truly was a miracle worker, both on-screen and in life.
I am really quite satisfied with myself. Really, I’m happy with everything I’m doing right now, as I feel I’m finally getting somewhere!
I finished my resumé to submit and fingers crossed, I’ll have the possibility of a job with Motorola next year after I intern again. I solidified my understand of the music I’ve received as well. I’m quite close to memorizing it. I’m doing pretty well getting on terms with playing the “Electric Keyboard” and while people joke with me about it, I could be playing the Keytar. I read a bunch more of Harry Potter and even had to stop from reading more simply to save some of it for a later date! I’m really glad I’ve been spending time reading this book, and all books in general. I’m just about to go watch part five of Band of Brothers too, so I’m finally starting it again.
I didn’t accomplish anything today for history, even though I desperately need to start that stupid thing. I’m getting a bit worried now. To make matters worse, people keep asking me to hang out (and edit their videos, grr to you) and attend their latest idea for a party. Naturally, I’m going to, but I’m going to have to be even more creative in finding time to do my school work. Oh well, it’ll get done, it has to. There’s one problem, relationship-wise, that up to this point, I’ve just ignored. However, it’s starting to tap me on the shoulder when I least expect it; at some point, I need to address it.
I spotted Google’s tribute to the lunar program just now, and it brought a huge smile to my face. Hint, toy with the zoom features. Just thinking about the amazing technology in that thing makes me a bit faint. Seeing them playing with it makes me feel good about being human. Not everything has to have a point, it’s a bit like candy (I really need to see this new movie, if you understand me, please, let’s go see it).
And finally, in each and every attempt not to sound too vane, I must admit that I’m satisfied with the way I look. You know how things can be. My mirror can sometimes be a real bitch; she’s got a real attitude problem. Today, however, I felt happy with what I saw in her. I guess it’s not really how I look, but how I feel I look that I’m satisfied with. And it’s all good.
So you see, I’m quite satisfied with being right now. I’m really happy with what’s going on and being happy about things in my life makes me happy. So, I pose this question: can being satisfied make you happy?
Tonight was the first night of sectionals. It was awesome and I learned the second part to the show! I am on keyboard though, but I’m trying to not let it bother me. I just have to think for a bit about how much fun some people are and how nice others always strive to be.
“My life sucks, absolutely sucks. My boyfriend won’t make out with me. I am over, ruined.”
Please. Just listen to me once. Please! I would very gladly trade you with just one of my numerous problems. Not that I’m saying anything about a boyfriend though. I’m just saying it’s not the end-all, be-all of life. Gah!