I’ve turned into a crazy lady, and I don’t care. So let’s get that out there and done with, right off the bat. I carry a little spiral notebook with me everywhere, because otherwise, thoughts, things I need to buy, things I need to do – all fall right out my various head holes and onto the ground and my little gnomes don’t leave the body to go and grab them again. So I jot. I scribble. I list. Sometimes it’s about things I want to blog, or things to buy at CostCo, or that I need to go buy one more button at Urban Arts & Crafts. See! Right there! I’d already forgotten about that, and I promise you, I will forget again.
So, I will use my notebook at any point in time – even while driving. That requires a certain kind of shorthand and finesse all at once. But this is why: there was a cah-ray-zay license plate the other day and I could NOT figure out what in the hell it was supposed to be telling me. I still can’t. So if this makes sense to you, or you have a guess, leave a comment!
NONSIBI
they are an only child?
Non sib i
Hello, my name is Shannon and I’m a jotter too. Although I am a closet jotter because I have yet to pull out my notebook (which I so artsily call a sketchbook) while I’m riding the bus to capture ideas for my blog…(not the blogger one) Those damn gnomes need to step it up IMO.
Non sibi… it’s latin. Means “not for myself”. there’s a longer version that I forget that means, not for me, but for the good of all… or something like that. Basically it’s someone saying they support the greater good, whatever that means.
Ann
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