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[Jul. 6th, 2005|07:27 pm] |
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I've been thinking about a few rather insignificant aspects of my life. Of course I feel compelled to share what are inevitably totally irrelevant thoughts.
1. I consider myself to be a liberal and am proud of it. Why do I have such a hard time caring about the environment? I would never vote for anything or anyone that I felt would be harmful to the environment and I certainly don't pollute excessively when I can help it, but I have such a hard time caring. I feel guilty about this, at the same time I start to fall asleep when I hear people rambling on about the rain forest. I am a terrible person.
2. I absolutely love it when people that I don't like feel the same about me. I will even go to lengths to try to get them to dislike me in return. I know that I should be more friendly and accepting of people in general, but I'm not and I really don't want to change.
3. I am a complainer. I know that I should find positive things to say about life, but even writing that sentence makes me want to puke. I love to complain, bitch, and make sarcastic comments about everything. Of course this leads people to think that I hate my life and am generally miserable. This is not true at all. I am actually quite happy, I just find humor in complaining.
4. I expect way too much out of people and I am impatient in waiting for people to prove to me that I should waste my time listening to them or reading what they have written. That sounds harsh, but it's also true. If I find myself in the horribly unfortunate situation of having to listen to a "motivational speaker" I will so almost anything to get out of there. Failing that, I will spend the entire time laughing and thinking horribly cynical thoughts. When I hear someone mention any kind of non-proven therapy (ie. the wearing of copper bracelets or magnets) for anything, I immediately assume that he or she lacks reasoning skills and dismiss that person entirely.
5. There is not time enough in the world to describe how I feel about people who justify things by saying "in (insert bible verse here) it says ..." I know that at least ONE of the people who I have heard say that must have a few working brain cells, but I admit that I have never stuck around to find out.
6. I used to hate those idiotic motivational posters that people put on the walls of their offices, but I have grown to like them a lot. I now view them as a sign of idiocy and can simply attempt to avoid interaction before I learn that the person is a moron by actually having to listen to them. Having one of these up in your office is deceiving. You may think that you are motivating people to "Leadership" or "Teamwork" with your stupid poster, but you are really saying "I am a narrow-minded simplistic idiot who buys useless shit rather than actually WORKING."
7. Pseudo-important titles drive me crazy. A secretary is not an "administrative assistant," the cashiers at Target are not "associates," the janitor is not in "maintenance," and there are no "senior" anythings under the age of 40. How about using real titles and actually paying the secretaries, cashiers, and janitors a real wage and giving them real benefits??
I am sure there will be more to come... |
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[Jul. 2nd, 2005|06:09 pm] |
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I just did a stupid thing. Ok, I often do stupid things, but this one has me red in the face. I was sooooooooooo bored (ok and a little lonely maybe) that I decided to do a bit of internet chatting on that little Yahoo messenger thingy. I ended up talking to some guy in Virginia or somewhere around there and anyway the whole thing left me really really ashamed and embarrassed. There is nothing specific that I said or did that would make me feel like that, it was just the whole weird conversation in general. Was I the weirdo? Was he the weirdo? Was his indirect accusation that I might not be who I said I was an attempt to cover the fact that he wasn't who he said he was? Who cares anyway? It's a chat with a stranger. (I think I made a fair representation of myself -- why do I feel I have to defend that??). The whole thing was just very weird.
Now that I'm done making a huge deal out of absolutely nothing, I am going to have some dinner. Maybe I can blow that all out of proportion too!! |
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[Jul. 2nd, 2005|02:23 pm] |
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Bored bored bored bored. The weather is beautiful and I am bored. Horrible! Tragedy! |
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[Jun. 25th, 2005|05:08 pm] |
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I am still recovering from my food poisoning incident and basically just relaxing a bit on this way-too-hot weekend. Sometimes I wonder why people love summer so much. It is basically hot, sticky, buggy, and miserable if you ask me. Not that winter is wonderful, it certainly is much harder to get around in, but a nice fall or spring day beats 95 degree heat anytime in my opinion.
That's all for now. I hope to be fully recovered and back to bitching and moaning about everything soon! |
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[Jun. 14th, 2005|03:41 pm] |
It has been a long time since I've written here, and a lot has happened. Of course chances are I'll be too lazy to write about everything, so here are the major points:
1. Major episode of food poisoning, 6 days in the hospital. Yuck!
2. Tons of projects at work, luckily deadlines extended with no problems.
3. Seriously broken wheelchair - still being fixed.
4. Went to a great party last weekend - my first time on a speedboat. |
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[Jun. 1st, 2005|12:08 pm] |
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Since I have a doctor's appointment this afternoon, I decided to work from home this morning. Of course I did nothing of the sort and now I'm writing in my journal. Obviously I cannot be trusted with this "work from home" thing.
This morning I was dealing with the ongoing saga of two attendants who are still screaming at each other about a scheduling conflict. It seems that Sarah's boyfriend (I've met him - no genius) won't "let" her work on Saturdays. The other one has never worked on Saturdays because that's when she gets her hair done. She is unyielding on this, and I know it. That hideous overdone beehive from the 60's needs to be re-cemented at least once a week, and she hasn't changed the style or the day she gets it done on in decades. I've tried for weeks to deal with these idiots. If there is a god, he is a comedian. Neither of these people has two brain cells to rub together, and I am the one waiting for one of them to come and feed me lunch. Woohoo!
cnn.com really annoys me. Are they not supposed to be a "reputable" news organization?? Have they turned into the "Weekly World News" or something? Were they always like that and I never noticed? Over the last few days they have run the following headlines at the top of their main page
'Mermaid' baby to begin 15 years of surgery
'Mermaid' baby's surgery successful
'Mermaid' baby now has two legs
Now come on! I get it, this child was born with "mermaid syndrome." I guess the surgery was complicated and so it made the news. But really, the child must have a name, can't they use it? And frankly, other than to a couple of surgeons working in a few specialties, should any of us be concerned with this? Sure, in general people should try to build a society where everyone has access to the medical care they need, but her specific condition is really nothing that I need to be reading about and gawking at pictures of. Isn't there more important news out there? Last time I checked, people were still being murdered in Darfur. Iraq is still not a peaceful nation, and the Israeli-Palestinian crisis is ongoing. Some crackpots out there seem to think that we need to read about the genitals and urinary tract of a baby from Peru. I hope her surgery went well, and I hope she has a healthy sense of humor when she finds out someday that the world once spent a week staring at pictures of "The Mermaid Baby."
(ok, I shouldn't pick on CNN. A google news search reveals 527 articles about the "Mermaid Baby" and 3,970 articles about Darfur. Seriously - does this seem proportional???)
I am really not in a bad mood. It just seems that way! |
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[May. 30th, 2005|06:30 pm] |
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I had a wonderful weekend and now that it's winding down and I can already hear the sound of an approaching Monday, I decided it's time to write a bit. On Saturday I met John for a few beers and a lot of interesting conversation. We talked for hours and he really seemed not to mind waiting to hear what I had to say. Now I don't normally meet up with guys that I bump into on the street, but this one turned out really well. Not that I think any kind of romance will come of this, but I think that a really good friendship has started. On Sunday a couple of friends from work came over and we cut and dyed my hair and "shaped" my eyebrows (ouch - not worth the pain). Normally I am not into that kind of thing at all, but it was fun if just because of the company. We had a good time and a few good laughs and then got pretty drunk. The night ended with the taking of some pretty scary pictures. All in all, a good time. This morning I got a visit from one of my old foster sisters from growing up. That was nice, but really we don't agree on much and so we have to watch what we say a little too often. I just don't understand evangelical christians, but I did my best to not aggravate the situation and it turned out fine. All in all a very good weekend. |
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[May. 29th, 2005|05:47 pm] |
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I am totally exhausted, but what a great weekend! I was going to write more, but I am falling asleep while typing. So I guess that's it for now. Yawn. |
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[May. 25th, 2005|08:33 am] |
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A funny thing happened after work last night. Funny ... disturbing ... whatever.
So I am rolling on down the sidewalk while thinking about this problem that I am trying to solve at work. Now I am distracted and I know that I should be paying attention but ... I ran right into the back of some guy's leg. Oops! So he turns around and yells "Jesus Christ, pay attention!" Ok, but he's not leaving, he's waiting for an answer. So I give him an "I'm sorry", but he's not done there either. He is complaining a little more when a homeless guy decides to join in. Then it got interesting...
guy I bumped into: Look, it's not a problem, but that really hurt.
homeless guy: ohhhh, yes. Yes, yes yes.
guy I bumped into: excuse me
homeless guy: Your parents have committed many sins, and this has caused you great suffering
me: what?
homeless guy: Jesus christ will forgive you and heal you. He died for ?our/their/your? sins.
Ok, so I get this Jesus thing a lot. Nothing really new here except for the bit with the parents, but the homeless guy was coming closer and then (yuck yuck yuck) he grabbed my hand. Ohhh, I soooooooooo hate it when people just decide to touch me without even asking.
homeless guy: incoherent praying
guy I bumped into: Hey buddy, I think you need to get lost
me: I have to go now, thank you (why did I say "thank you"??)
homeless guy: more praying
guy I bumped into: Dude, get lost!
So at this point I decide to just go for it and try to plow right through this guy and get out of there. I made it past him, and he kept yelling shit at me until I was about a block away. He didn't follow, but the guy I bumped into did. We talked for about an hour and both apologized (although I figured he had the right be pissed after I whacked him). We are going to meet for a beer this weekend.
I guess you really can make new friends in the strangest of situations. I'm glad that freaky homeless guy decided to share his "good news" about Jesus last night (and I never in a million years would have thought that I would ever say that!). |
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[May. 24th, 2005|08:08 am] |
Well, I had a great weekend and a horrible Monday, but I guess that's just how life goes. On Sunday I went to see my friend Raj and his new boyfriend Samuel. They seem so happy, it was really nice just to be around them. I just love to see people who just can't stop smiling when they're together. Other than that I spent the weekend relaxing, and it was wonderful. Monday was full of stress at work and the usual crap related to trying to get people to do their jobs and stop complaining. I guess a great weekend deserves a contrasting Monday! |
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