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Feb. 18th, 2005 10:57 am
I walked out the door this morning and could have danced in happiness. It had obviously rained in the night and everything around me was bursting with chloraphil. I love my allergy meds today, really I do.
I got to ride my bicycle last night- went to Quadcycle in Arlington, chatted with the nice young grrrl whom I'd seen there before. She helped me find a new saddle, which in reality probably isn't any more comfortable than the old one, but it won't be worse (knock on wood). What I need to do is ride more to get into some better condition for riding.
I experimented making calzones for dinner. They were pretty good, but they need some finessing. I had a lot of leftover filling, so I will try again tonight.
The interviews went pretty well yesterday. The second candidate appears to be the committee and my favorite so far- the same that the New Fearless Leader favored when reading over resumes. The final two are today. I suspect it will eat the entire day again. But at least then it'll be over and it's Friday, yay!!
Oh yeah- quick note on dreams: Having to witness the head of the search committee deface what I think is a 17th century document is not restful. I have a very good idea what the subtext of that dream was, but I'm not letting it get to me. Nerves, that's all.
I got to ride my bicycle last night- went to Quadcycle in Arlington, chatted with the nice young grrrl whom I'd seen there before. She helped me find a new saddle, which in reality probably isn't any more comfortable than the old one, but it won't be worse (knock on wood). What I need to do is ride more to get into some better condition for riding.
I experimented making calzones for dinner. They were pretty good, but they need some finessing. I had a lot of leftover filling, so I will try again tonight.
The interviews went pretty well yesterday. The second candidate appears to be the committee and my favorite so far- the same that the New Fearless Leader favored when reading over resumes. The final two are today. I suspect it will eat the entire day again. But at least then it'll be over and it's Friday, yay!!
Oh yeah- quick note on dreams: Having to witness the head of the search committee deface what I think is a 17th century document is not restful. I have a very good idea what the subtext of that dream was, but I'm not letting it get to me. Nerves, that's all.
Apr. 24th, 2004 01:08 pm
stuff with things in it
I had a dream about the grandmother who's dead this morning. I was sorting through her jewelry box and noting how many pieces I'd given her (clay, of course). I found that surreal. I don't think I actually got to see her in the sequence. but she was there.
I rode my bike down to the Charles to see my cousin's crew row. Eventually found him and had a nice chat for a bit, but couldn't stay long- and they looked to be packing up for the ten hour drive back to Annapolis. Ugh. Cute kid. I hope I get to see him again sometime soon.
The ride back was exceptionally windy, but still very nice.
Now I have to figure out what kind of cake I want. I have no idea. Chocolate's always good smile but what kind??
Happy 5th Anniversary to Sweetmmeblue and Gray
I rode my bike down to the Charles to see my cousin's crew row. Eventually found him and had a nice chat for a bit, but couldn't stay long- and they looked to be packing up for the ten hour drive back to Annapolis. Ugh. Cute kid. I hope I get to see him again sometime soon.
The ride back was exceptionally windy, but still very nice.
Now I have to figure out what kind of cake I want. I have no idea. Chocolate's always good smile but what kind??
Happy 5th Anniversary to Sweetmmeblue and Gray
Mar. 17th, 2004 08:59 am
Snapshots of the subconscious
My brain was going in some pretty screwy directions this morning...
first half involved me being in an uncomfortable situation of being tarted up and agreed to be one of several women signed up to be companion-like, but I managed not to get entangled in any scary naked situations, for which I was grateful.
The more interesting (in my opinion) bit was the part in which I was trying to find Homeport, but naturally it wasn't in Notlob, but in some cluster of houses, including one belonging to Tamidon. Farther into the cluster there was also Emeril's house- or if not Emeril, some equally skank-ass wannabe, and Alton Brown (he lived upstairs from Emeril in a quad-duplex). I remeber wannabe opening up the door and I started laughing uncontrollably that he was there. He wasn't amused.
I don't entirely know what I was looking for at Homeport, but while I was there, Shayde offered to give me a huge corderoy Carhart jacket, which I thought was really thoughtful, but I didn't need it. (Arisia parallels? I dunno). I did manage to leave w/out taking the jacket.
Somewhere in there, I was given a huge wad of cash and checks for being the companion. I knew I would get paid but had no idea how much I'd get. Then I had to find a safe place to work out how much was there, but naturally I kept getting interrupted.
All and all: very odd. Work should be pretty quiet. Getting here was so not a problem. The city plowed our sidewalk, even, Mass Ave was entirely bare of all snow, so it was pretty much just another day. I find that somewhat amusing.
first half involved me being in an uncomfortable situation of being tarted up and agreed to be one of several women signed up to be companion-like, but I managed not to get entangled in any scary naked situations, for which I was grateful.
The more interesting (in my opinion) bit was the part in which I was trying to find Homeport, but naturally it wasn't in Notlob, but in some cluster of houses, including one belonging to Tamidon. Farther into the cluster there was also Emeril's house- or if not Emeril, some equally skank-ass wannabe, and Alton Brown (he lived upstairs from Emeril in a quad-duplex). I remeber wannabe opening up the door and I started laughing uncontrollably that he was there. He wasn't amused.
I don't entirely know what I was looking for at Homeport, but while I was there, Shayde offered to give me a huge corderoy Carhart jacket, which I thought was really thoughtful, but I didn't need it. (Arisia parallels? I dunno). I did manage to leave w/out taking the jacket.
Somewhere in there, I was given a huge wad of cash and checks for being the companion. I knew I would get paid but had no idea how much I'd get. Then I had to find a safe place to work out how much was there, but naturally I kept getting interrupted.
All and all: very odd. Work should be pretty quiet. Getting here was so not a problem. The city plowed our sidewalk, even, Mass Ave was entirely bare of all snow, so it was pretty much just another day. I find that somewhat amusing.
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I was in a church getting ready to get married to The Ex. It was a double wedding - I think at St. James (my mom's childhood church) back home. Every pew was filled and I was in a white fluffy dress.
The thing is, my ex hates me. I mean, really. There's no mincing words on that. There was nothing different about his feelings in the dream, yet I'd gotten that far already. I don't recall who the other couple was who was also going to get married, but at least they wanted to. I could see The Ex just glaring at me in his tux.
So, in front of the assembled group, I said something like, "I'm really sorry, but I'm going to be going now. There is no way that I'm going to go through and marry someone who [shouted] hates me! I mean, really and truly hates me!"
And then I think I left.
I'm sure there was a reason for me to have agreed to it. I must have been trying to help someone out.
I can safely say I can blame the tequila for that joyride, though. I am proud of myself for not just going through with it. Anyway, even if we got through the vows, I'm pretty sure he'd a' bit me not kissed me. and not in a good way.
The thing is, my ex hates me. I mean, really. There's no mincing words on that. There was nothing different about his feelings in the dream, yet I'd gotten that far already. I don't recall who the other couple was who was also going to get married, but at least they wanted to. I could see The Ex just glaring at me in his tux.
So, in front of the assembled group, I said something like, "I'm really sorry, but I'm going to be going now. There is no way that I'm going to go through and marry someone who [shouted] hates me! I mean, really and truly hates me!"
And then I think I left.
I'm sure there was a reason for me to have agreed to it. I must have been trying to help someone out.
I can safely say I can blame the tequila for that joyride, though. I am proud of myself for not just going through with it. Anyway, even if we got through the vows, I'm pretty sure he'd a' bit me not kissed me. and not in a good way.
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Feb. 4th, 2004 09:46 am
Dreams, and stuff
I had a major win on the dream field this morning. ( Read more... )
So, go me!
I'm thinking today will be a less cranky day. No more football hooligans, circling helicopters. Yeah, that'll help. I had a lot of fun at Diesel last night. I went with beads and clay creatures. I'd brought them out in public with the hopes of selling some of it off. This is not something I do often, after I discovered how expectation and reality almost never come close for me. I love my creations and I used to believe that others would see my genius, blahblahblah. So, going in w/ very low expecations on profit and large expecation on having a good point of conversation.
As it turns out, very little hard currency was procured, but I traded with a woman of my acquaintance who does Reiki in Somerville. I've never had Reiki before, so it'll be an experiment. This was likely the only way I'd have tried it (by trading for it) as if I'm going to spend money on not technically necessary stuff, it'd be for lexington rec center membership or really good chocolate or Frye boots. Mmmmmmmmm- booooooooooots. drool
So, go me!
I'm thinking today will be a less cranky day. No more football hooligans, circling helicopters. Yeah, that'll help. I had a lot of fun at Diesel last night. I went with beads and clay creatures. I'd brought them out in public with the hopes of selling some of it off. This is not something I do often, after I discovered how expectation and reality almost never come close for me. I love my creations and I used to believe that others would see my genius, blahblahblah. So, going in w/ very low expecations on profit and large expecation on having a good point of conversation.
As it turns out, very little hard currency was procured, but I traded with a woman of my acquaintance who does Reiki in Somerville. I've never had Reiki before, so it'll be an experiment. This was likely the only way I'd have tried it (by trading for it) as if I'm going to spend money on not technically necessary stuff, it'd be for lexington rec center membership or really good chocolate or Frye boots. Mmmmmmmmm- booooooooooots. drool
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Jun. 3rd, 2003 08:39 am
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I feel like I have a combination of Alexander's Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day and Fred Durst- ("Break Stuff" came to mind).. however, I find this hard to maintain after I started drinking my coffee and having breakfast and putting the compilation disk in that I made 2 weekends ago. Goddamnit! Why can't I maintain a bad mood?! wink
Why you ask?
I woke up after having a dream in which my homeless friend, Bob, died. He's not here for the second day in a row, so that just adds fuel to the fire.
I checked online for voting results before coming in to work. Prelims say that Lexington defeated the tax override- So, while it might turn out OK, doubtful. Less money to school, library, emergency workers, etc. Tightwad Lexington.
Well, must finish breakfast and get to the worky bit of the day. I have a lot to do today.
Why you ask?
I woke up after having a dream in which my homeless friend, Bob, died. He's not here for the second day in a row, so that just adds fuel to the fire.
I checked online for voting results before coming in to work. Prelims say that Lexington defeated the tax override- So, while it might turn out OK, doubtful. Less money to school, library, emergency workers, etc. Tightwad Lexington.
Well, must finish breakfast and get to the worky bit of the day. I have a lot to do today.
Apr. 23rd, 2003 08:52 am
Something my neighbor said
I woke up this morning and remembered one of my dreams was about my ex... someone I started dating about 10 years ago now (10 years ago next Thursday, as a matter of fact) -
Because it's almost our "anniversary", I was once again debating on writing him a letter trying to come to terms with our bad blood. I haven't been this crazy yet, mind you, but I think of it from time to time.
I was talking to Pam, my neighbor, at the bus stop this morning about having dreams about exes after all these years. When she heard where I was leading said "whatever you do, never contact old boyfriends. If a woman contacts a man after a few years, she's considered desparate, stalking [or in some way out of line]. But it's ok if a man calls a woman out of the blue."
I don't want to believe this. I want to believe that my friends and I follow a different, less biased code. But I can't convince myself. However, when it comes to this ex, I will follow that advice.
Do you, my friends, think my neighbor is right?
Because it's almost our "anniversary", I was once again debating on writing him a letter trying to come to terms with our bad blood. I haven't been this crazy yet, mind you, but I think of it from time to time.
I was talking to Pam, my neighbor, at the bus stop this morning about having dreams about exes after all these years. When she heard where I was leading said "whatever you do, never contact old boyfriends. If a woman contacts a man after a few years, she's considered desparate, stalking [or in some way out of line]. But it's ok if a man calls a woman out of the blue."
I don't want to believe this. I want to believe that my friends and I follow a different, less biased code. But I can't convince myself. However, when it comes to this ex, I will follow that advice.
Do you, my friends, think my neighbor is right?
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