gos·sip /ˈgɒsəp/ [gos-uhp] noun, verb, -siped or -sipped, -sip·ing or -sip·ping.

–noun

1.	idle talk or rumor, esp. about the personal or private affairs of others: the endless gossip about Hollywood stars.

2.	light, familiar talk or writing.

3.	Also, gos·sip·er, gos·sip·per. a person given to tattling or idle talk.

–verb (used without object)

4.	to talk idly, esp. about the affairs of others; go about tattling.

- www.Dictionary.com

"Gossip is idle talk or rumor, especially about the personal or private affairs of others.

While gossip forms one of the oldest and (still) the most common means of spreading and sharing facts and views, it also has a reputation for the introduction of errors and other variations into the information thus transmitted. The term also carries implications that the news so transmitted (usually) has a personal or trivial nature. Compare conversation." - Wikipedia

I have lately been plagued with gossip. Pretty much all at work. I feel like I spend most of my time trying to distinguish truth from fiction in all the things I hear. I recently have been told some things that have upset me... about one of my best friends. I tossed and turned all night... should I ask her if the rumor is true? is it any of my business? does it matter if it's true or not? do I really want to know if it's true?

I thought that if I asked her and it turned out the rumor were true, it would really hurt our friendship. I really wasn't sure that I wanted to know, but I didn't think I could stand the uncertainty. Finally I decided that, not only wasn't it my business, but I could not spend the very precious and limited time that I have left with this friend running around confirming idle gossip. When I started to think about what the gossip had told me, it seemed incredibly unlikely - not just the thought that my best friend would do something that would really hurt me - just where we she find the time to do the things she was accused of?

I hope that catches on and I pay less and less attention to idle gossip and give it less weight.

Proverbs 31:27 
"She looks well to how things go in her household, and the bread of idleness (gossip, discontent, and self-pity) she will not eat." - www.Bible.com    This is my daily devotion.

Well. It's been more than a year since I last wrote on xanga. I mainly keep it to read other's blogs and keep up with everyone else. It seems that everyone I know in the south keeps asking my family where I am.

I'm still in Albany, NY - I am the House Manager and Volunteer Coordinator at Capital Repertory Theatre. I really like it here... my job is pretty good, my coworkers are fabulous, i have a wonderful boyfriend, and the city is very Carrie-friendly.  But who knows, I may be heading back down south in a year or two.

I was reading the engagement story of my friend Erik (who is much younger than me) when my friend Courtney (who is not much older than me) stopped by with her brand new baby. Last night I called my niece (who is 3) on her new princess phone and we chatted about 'school' and other things. All the time my nephew (who is almost 2) is yelling in the background. And here I am, trying not to feel any pressure to marry and have babies before I'm ready. Crazy crazy. I mean, I'm only 25. I still feel like I'm young enough to not be married and not have children. Oh well.

the long road home...

well, it has certainly been a while - but things are going well. the job is challenging and sometimes slow, but satisfying, nonetheless.

met a boy...  am very happy.

wish i kept in better touch with old friends

"Whose idea was it to put an 's' is lisp?"

Currently Listening Fashion Nugget By Cake I Want to Love You Madly see related

Riding the wave...

Life is a series of waves (crests and troughs). Sometimes you feel on top of the world... riding the crest of the wave. The next day, you are down in the lowest of the dumps (the trough of the wave, if you will).

Sometimes, most times, at all times you cannot control how high/low on the wave you ride or how long.

Moving to a new place is exciting, thrilling, an adventure. I was riding the very top of a very high wave. Then work started...... veeeeeeeeeeery sloooooooowly... i began to come down the wave. After a few days I found myself at the bottom of the trough, and believe me, it wasn't pretty.

Fortunately and Sadly, these moments don't last forever. Sad that the absolutely fabulous moments when you are riding the crest of the wave don't last for long (or forever for that matter). Fortunate that those really low moments don't last forever (though they do seem to last longer than the fabulous moments, but I may have been focusing too much on the negative that week).

In any case... I am commited to RIDING THE WAVE, as far as it will take me.... to the distant shore of eternity. (wow that was poetic. i think i'll put that on a t-shirt)