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Published On: Apr 26, 2006 10:02 PM
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Published On: Apr 26, 2006 10:02 PM
A good day was had
Damn! What a great day.
As I indicated yesterday, I'm actually beginning to feel some frith with myself. I'm doing right by me for a change. That has been the exception rather than the norm lately.
So, like I told ya'll yesterday, I'm feeling the peace. I'm leaving in a couple of weeks, I have actual flight reservations, and will soon have flights all the way to Nashville, Tennessee. Music City, USA. Home of all sorts of famous rednecks. I love that place.
Not a bad night at work. Had a bit of a temper problem towards morning, but that was kind of fun in its own way. If I don't bottle up the emotions, maybe they won't keep whelming me. That's one of the drawbacks of the job -- you have to be nice 24 hours a day. If you wake up during your sleeping time and go to the bathroom and run into anyone, you have to smile and be friendly. You're not really supposed to feel whatever you're feeling. So it bottles up and then bursts out anyway. It feels kind of like those candy commercials where the kids' heads swell up into fruit shapes and colors and then explode. Yeah. It's kinda like that.
Then this morning, I had a great surprise. I'm sitting there in the chow hall attempting to eat a disintegrating biscuit (Okay, this is actually the second breakfast surprise. The first was this: they had butter), and a good friend comes over and sits down with me -- someone I hadn't expected to see again before I left. It's good to have another Asatru around.
Life rocks.
Really. We are out of hot cups and have nothing to serve coffee in, there was a 6.6 earthquake in the general vicinity the other night, I'm living in an 7 by 7 cubicle in a building with 7 other 7 by 7 cubicles, each filled with another person who either snores or has terrible gas or can't learn to shut a door quietly to save his life, and because of the change to daylight savings time back in the states but not here I now miss the first half-hour of The OC since it now starts a half hour before I get to work.
Yep, Life still just rocks on and on.
Another pleasant surprise -- the guy who comes in to use the public morale phone at least once so that he can call everyone in his church and hold Bible study with them very loudly and is constantly telling me to put my trust in the Lord is leaving today. He didn't know that I wasn't just happy for him when he said goodbye, and once again exhorted me to "trust in the Lord" (I try to think of Freyr whenever he says this, and thusly I still have teeth not ground down to the gums).
It was on a day as good as this that Julie Andrews went spinning across green meadows singing a warning about the Hills Being Alive to any who would listen. Those unfortunates who didn't listen were of course squashed. The movie doesn't really go into that part; they felt it was easier to just be metaphorical. I'm not the spinning and singing type, though.
See? Life is great.
I find however, that the grandiosity of life has not prevented the inevitable. I have begun to stink, and must therefore go shower. Perhaps I'll have a "Possibly Profound" entry idea when I get back. Or perhaps not.
As I indicated yesterday, I'm actually beginning to feel some frith with myself. I'm doing right by me for a change. That has been the exception rather than the norm lately.
So, like I told ya'll yesterday, I'm feeling the peace. I'm leaving in a couple of weeks, I have actual flight reservations, and will soon have flights all the way to Nashville, Tennessee. Music City, USA. Home of all sorts of famous rednecks. I love that place.
Not a bad night at work. Had a bit of a temper problem towards morning, but that was kind of fun in its own way. If I don't bottle up the emotions, maybe they won't keep whelming me. That's one of the drawbacks of the job -- you have to be nice 24 hours a day. If you wake up during your sleeping time and go to the bathroom and run into anyone, you have to smile and be friendly. You're not really supposed to feel whatever you're feeling. So it bottles up and then bursts out anyway. It feels kind of like those candy commercials where the kids' heads swell up into fruit shapes and colors and then explode. Yeah. It's kinda like that.
Then this morning, I had a great surprise. I'm sitting there in the chow hall attempting to eat a disintegrating biscuit (Okay, this is actually the second breakfast surprise. The first was this: they had butter), and a good friend comes over and sits down with me -- someone I hadn't expected to see again before I left. It's good to have another Asatru around.
Life rocks.
Really. We are out of hot cups and have nothing to serve coffee in, there was a 6.6 earthquake in the general vicinity the other night, I'm living in an 7 by 7 cubicle in a building with 7 other 7 by 7 cubicles, each filled with another person who either snores or has terrible gas or can't learn to shut a door quietly to save his life, and because of the change to daylight savings time back in the states but not here I now miss the first half-hour of The OC since it now starts a half hour before I get to work.
Yep, Life still just rocks on and on.
Another pleasant surprise -- the guy who comes in to use the public morale phone at least once so that he can call everyone in his church and hold Bible study with them very loudly and is constantly telling me to put my trust in the Lord is leaving today. He didn't know that I wasn't just happy for him when he said goodbye, and once again exhorted me to "trust in the Lord" (I try to think of Freyr whenever he says this, and thusly I still have teeth not ground down to the gums).
It was on a day as good as this that Julie Andrews went spinning across green meadows singing a warning about the Hills Being Alive to any who would listen. Those unfortunates who didn't listen were of course squashed. The movie doesn't really go into that part; they felt it was easier to just be metaphorical. I'm not the spinning and singing type, though.
See? Life is great.
I find however, that the grandiosity of life has not prevented the inevitable. I have begun to stink, and must therefore go shower. Perhaps I'll have a "Possibly Profound" entry idea when I get back. Or perhaps not.
Posted: Wed - April 7, 2004 at 02:45 PM