Happy Days Are Here Again
Y'know, I used to believe that the world was a good place to be in, and that if we just tried hard enough, we could overcome others' stagnation and apathy. Someone pointed out to me a picture on the front page of the NY Times yesterday, and I sighed and said "It gets harder and harder to be an optomist, in these times." I think I actually meant it, and that worries me.
But on days like today... I'm one of the apathetic. I'm hard-presesd to give a damn about what's going on in the world beyond my periphery. I'm more concerned with my own micro-community, more interested in my own personal victories and setbacks and those of my friends. Maybe I've just been watching too much Babylon 5 (since we got the second season on DVD last Thursday) lately, or maybe something in one of the episodes last night got me, I dunno. I just feel like the days of glory for us, as Americans, has long past. I feel like humanity itself has lost its brilliance. It's sort of depressing.
In further news, this has been a quiet week at work. I'm back to shredding (God save me from shredding!) every day, which is as mind-numbingly dull as it gets. But when one is receiving a paycheck for it, you shred and hope to find something to mull on.
I've been mulling on the state of the Grove while my hands were busy feeding paper to the whirling shredder blades. I had dinner with Laurel last week and allowed myself to be talked into stopping in this weekend for ritual and activities. I have to go to one of our member's daughter's birthday party on Sunday. It will probably be fun; Katie and this little girl get along well... but I honestly would rather stay home and try to put my little nest back in order. It's getting out-at-elbows again. Plus, I bought myself a lucious Photoshop book last week and I really haven't had the time this week to have at it. Instead, Dan and I have been enjoying B5 episodes and playing RoN (which, mind you, is highly addictive.. think crack, here). At any rate, I digress. I have obligated myself to attend certain functions this weekend that, if truth be told, I would rather not attend. I am thinking of limiting my attendence to a few hours each day (yeah, I know, that sounds like a lot of time...) rather than spending ALL DAY on Saturday and part of Sunday too. OI. Too much togetherness.
Further, I am pretty well decided that once I have put Muin Madness behind me for this year that I will be one of those "comes once in a while" members. For so long as I am in Syracuse, (and until someone else thinks they can do a competent job) I will continue to provide webservices, but my interest in that group has waned. I just don't get much from it these days, certainly not enough to warrant whole missing weekends of my time from my family.
Other than that, I'm just sitting here, admiring the overcast day outside and wishing I could curl up with a pillow and a cotton throw in a hammock and while the day away. Alas, I have to work. At least tomorrow I will be free of clients all together and able to wear jeans and a t-shirt to shred in. Whee.
Everyone has been so quiet this week -- hope you're having fun and enjoying the early summer. Wish it were me!
~S
But on days like today... I'm one of the apathetic. I'm hard-presesd to give a damn about what's going on in the world beyond my periphery. I'm more concerned with my own micro-community, more interested in my own personal victories and setbacks and those of my friends. Maybe I've just been watching too much Babylon 5 (since we got the second season on DVD last Thursday) lately, or maybe something in one of the episodes last night got me, I dunno. I just feel like the days of glory for us, as Americans, has long past. I feel like humanity itself has lost its brilliance. It's sort of depressing.
In further news, this has been a quiet week at work. I'm back to shredding (God save me from shredding!) every day, which is as mind-numbingly dull as it gets. But when one is receiving a paycheck for it, you shred and hope to find something to mull on.
I've been mulling on the state of the Grove while my hands were busy feeding paper to the whirling shredder blades. I had dinner with Laurel last week and allowed myself to be talked into stopping in this weekend for ritual and activities. I have to go to one of our member's daughter's birthday party on Sunday. It will probably be fun; Katie and this little girl get along well... but I honestly would rather stay home and try to put my little nest back in order. It's getting out-at-elbows again. Plus, I bought myself a lucious Photoshop book last week and I really haven't had the time this week to have at it. Instead, Dan and I have been enjoying B5 episodes and playing RoN (which, mind you, is highly addictive.. think crack, here). At any rate, I digress. I have obligated myself to attend certain functions this weekend that, if truth be told, I would rather not attend. I am thinking of limiting my attendence to a few hours each day (yeah, I know, that sounds like a lot of time...) rather than spending ALL DAY on Saturday and part of Sunday too. OI. Too much togetherness.
Further, I am pretty well decided that once I have put Muin Madness behind me for this year that I will be one of those "comes once in a while" members. For so long as I am in Syracuse, (and until someone else thinks they can do a competent job) I will continue to provide webservices, but my interest in that group has waned. I just don't get much from it these days, certainly not enough to warrant whole missing weekends of my time from my family.
Other than that, I'm just sitting here, admiring the overcast day outside and wishing I could curl up with a pillow and a cotton throw in a hammock and while the day away. Alas, I have to work. At least tomorrow I will be free of clients all together and able to wear jeans and a t-shirt to shred in. Whee.
Everyone has been so quiet this week -- hope you're having fun and enjoying the early summer. Wish it were me!
~S