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mintwaster at lunch that I think maybe I'm just having an emotional response to things from two weeks ago, because I seem to have a lag time. Then again, I feel like the past two months have been nothing but a huge roller coaster, so maybe it's just par for the course. Mostly I think it's a spiral, going up, re-learning lessons but getting better. Other times it's a spiral going down. I suppose I'm just disoriented in general and I shouldn't try to take a step back and assign anything yet, don't even try to pretend I have any sort of rational perspective. I get really upset at others thinking they have a rational perspective either. It gets unwieldy. I mean, isht, let me figure life out by myself. I'm kinda talking to myself here. I think I'm having an adolescent phase.
In Other NewsTM bullet points:
* I am a dictaphone champ even though today was officially my first time ever using it.
* Temping is challenging because I have to talk to people and ask questions and fumble and be the new guy and the fish out of water and all that. It's also easier for me to conquer these things though, because I'm not terribly invested in what they think of me or whether I fit in because I have no intention of staying.
* The temp agency that DYA hooked me up with itself is really really great.
* I am attempting to grow a full beard. I know it looks thin and patchy, ok? There are reflective surfaces in my house and my eyes still function. But let me try it. I've never done it. Maybe I'll document it, but I doubt it. I'll probably take one picture before I give up and shave it off. But my goal is to keep it through the writer's conference and camping the following weekend and see how it looks then. Which is just over two weeks from now and I currently have one week's growth.
* I have work through all of next week which means I will not be needing to sell my kidney. Or my plasma. Or even all my books and records and CDs and clothes and furniture. Although I was thinking about doing that to buy a van and leave town with the dog for awhile.
Ok, yeah, I'm growing a beard. I'm writing lots of lj entries that are vague and angsty. I'm having fantasies of being all hippie writer van guy with a dog. As long as it runs on corn oil. Yeah, I can still laugh too. And I can still go to karaoke and be a rockstar in my mind.
mintwaster at lunch that I think maybe I'm just having an emotional response to things from two weeks ago, because I seem to have a lag time. Then again, I feel like the past two months have been nothing but a huge roller coaster, so maybe it's just par for the course. Mostly I think it's a spiral, going up, re-learning lessons but getting better. Other times it's a spiral going down. I suppose I'm just disoriented in general and I shouldn't try to take a step back and assign anything yet, don't even try to pretend I have any sort of rational perspective. I get really upset at others thinking they have a rational perspective either. It gets unwieldy. I mean, isht, let me figure life out by myself. I'm kinda talking to myself here. I think I'm having an adolescent phase. In Other NewsTM bullet points:
* I am a dictaphone champ even though today was officially my first time ever using it.
* Temping is challenging because I have to talk to people and ask questions and fumble and be the new guy and the fish out of water and all that. It's also easier for me to conquer these things though, because I'm not terribly invested in what they think of me or whether I fit in because I have no intention of staying.
* The temp agency that DYA hooked me up with itself is really really great.
* I am attempting to grow a full beard. I know it looks thin and patchy, ok? There are reflective surfaces in my house and my eyes still function. But let me try it. I've never done it. Maybe I'll document it, but I doubt it. I'll probably take one picture before I give up and shave it off. But my goal is to keep it through the writer's conference and camping the following weekend and see how it looks then. Which is just over two weeks from now and I currently have one week's growth.
* I have work through all of next week which means I will not be needing to sell my kidney. Or my plasma. Or even all my books and records and CDs and clothes and furniture. Although I was thinking about doing that to buy a van and leave town with the dog for awhile.
Ok, yeah, I'm growing a beard. I'm writing lots of lj entries that are vague and angsty. I'm having fantasies of being all hippie writer van guy with a dog. As long as it runs on corn oil. Yeah, I can still laugh too. And I can still go to karaoke and be a rockstar in my mind.
