That's what I'm listening to on repeat -- my co-worker is having a very enthusiastic one-sided mono-word phone conversation. It's sorta amusing.
Went to bed feeling totally physically exhausted around midnight. Almost stayed up longer to finish this Lifetime movie starring Laura Dern and Ellen Burstyn about women in prison doing this dog-training program. It was sorta interesting. Why do I love made-for-cable movies so damn much? Comfort food for my brain, I guess.
So all my non-compilation, non-soundtrack CDs are in alpha order and on the shelves. The bathroom was cleaned. The dishes are washed. The trash was taken out. The videos have been put away. It definitely looks WAY less cluttered. I still need to figure out what the hell to do with all my books. And do a bunch of laundry and figure out what the hell to do with my clothes. I'll probably work on those two things some tonight.
I finally talked to Br__&St___ last night -- they're doing well and I was relieved to finally hear from them. Br___works in the part of Chicago that's having viscious anti-Arab sentiments and actions going on, so he talked about how scary that is.
Lately I've been thinking about starting up a mediation schedule for myself. I haven't done regular mediation in a REALLY long time. Like 8 years or something. But more and more I think it would help me a lot, with my anxiety, my emotional fixations, my stress, and just helping stay rejuvenated. Last night I realized how much negativity and anger I have tied up into these completely neutral topics that don't require the amount of frustration and energy I give them. The result: I sound like an asshole. I don't want to be some embittered cynic. This is somewhat related to my irony-free campaign I had going on last winter. And maybe in part related to the whole recent tragedy and current coping. Like I feel I'm not completely fulfilling my obligation to a life well lived.
Melanotter called this a.m. while I was shaving and she's on her way home now. She'll probably be in Chicago by the time I'm back from lunch with Dy___. I must say, I missed her a bunch these past 5 days. I didn't totally expect it, but I did. I'll be happy to have her back in the bearcave with me.
Still haven't heard from my parents, via phone or e-mail. It's time for me to say it. They're bastards.
So my current emotional state is still sorta weird and complicated, yet simpler than it was even 24 hours ago. Like I've managed to reduce my anxiety down to just plain worry. What's that about? And even though I don't really want to be at work, it's keeping me occupied. And I'm having lunch with my buddy Dy___ today, who I haven't spoken with in awhile.
Went to bed feeling totally physically exhausted around midnight. Almost stayed up longer to finish this Lifetime movie starring Laura Dern and Ellen Burstyn about women in prison doing this dog-training program. It was sorta interesting. Why do I love made-for-cable movies so damn much? Comfort food for my brain, I guess.
So all my non-compilation, non-soundtrack CDs are in alpha order and on the shelves. The bathroom was cleaned. The dishes are washed. The trash was taken out. The videos have been put away. It definitely looks WAY less cluttered. I still need to figure out what the hell to do with all my books. And do a bunch of laundry and figure out what the hell to do with my clothes. I'll probably work on those two things some tonight.
I finally talked to Br__&St___ last night -- they're doing well and I was relieved to finally hear from them. Br___works in the part of Chicago that's having viscious anti-Arab sentiments and actions going on, so he talked about how scary that is.
Lately I've been thinking about starting up a mediation schedule for myself. I haven't done regular mediation in a REALLY long time. Like 8 years or something. But more and more I think it would help me a lot, with my anxiety, my emotional fixations, my stress, and just helping stay rejuvenated. Last night I realized how much negativity and anger I have tied up into these completely neutral topics that don't require the amount of frustration and energy I give them. The result: I sound like an asshole. I don't want to be some embittered cynic. This is somewhat related to my irony-free campaign I had going on last winter. And maybe in part related to the whole recent tragedy and current coping. Like I feel I'm not completely fulfilling my obligation to a life well lived.
Melanotter called this a.m. while I was shaving and she's on her way home now. She'll probably be in Chicago by the time I'm back from lunch with Dy___. I must say, I missed her a bunch these past 5 days. I didn't totally expect it, but I did. I'll be happy to have her back in the bearcave with me.
Still haven't heard from my parents, via phone or e-mail. It's time for me to say it. They're bastards.
So my current emotional state is still sorta weird and complicated, yet simpler than it was even 24 hours ago. Like I've managed to reduce my anxiety down to just plain worry. What's that about? And even though I don't really want to be at work, it's keeping me occupied. And I'm having lunch with my buddy Dy___ today, who I haven't spoken with in awhile.