the wind is changing
Last night was very insightful. I ended up spending about 4 hours total with Eszter and Danielle out at Brickstore, and we talked through some things that I normally would not have mentioned. But I am glad we talked, now we have a pact! To always call each other if we need to and not led pride or insecurity govern how we react to the stresses of life when friends are there to help. Ahhh...sigh of relief!
Today I awoke refreshed...well I took some codiene before going to sleep, and it seems to make the sleep more restful. And I'm running out slowly. I think they put codeine in drugstore sleep aids and painkillers, so maybe I shall pick some up before long. The Clairmont Campus people found out about Agnes (my mouse) and said that will have to be removed within a week or I can be charged. But where to take her? I do not want to put her in a little parachute and toss her from the balcony like Matt suggested. There must be a better way.
I'm sitting here at Starbucks in the Village right now, because this location happens to be convenient and pleasant, not because I enjoy the presence of a certain employee who I had the great pleasure of working with during my time here. He's so disappointed with his life, it seems, that he acts like an asshole to everyone else and keeps this detached distance from any friendliness. Plus he literally slams the top down on the frappucino machines and makes this unnecessarily loud bang, maybe just to be annoying.
I looked up my horoscope today. Virgo refers to the Virgin, a.k.a. Mary. Purity of intent and compassion describe Virgos, as well as practicality, intelligence and meticulousness. The 'dark side' contains overanalyzing, being critical and judgmental beyond what is necessary. I don't thing I'm that bad with those things, but I suppose there is always room for improvement. But if I am guilty of these shortcomings, in my defense I submit that indeed, tendencies of this kind can be genetically inherited or in fact learned. My mother is overly critical, especially of me, and I am trying hard to not follow in the same path with others. And she is a Jewish mom, which speaks for itself in most cases. "That's a cute guy" she comments, as we watch a movie in HBO one time. "He'd be a cute guy to take home and meet me....if you did guys." She'll come around, I'm sure.
One thing that every Virgo should know: though it be a 'natural' tendency, do not convert small hills of difficulties into a Mt. Everest of crisis. I certainly pray for the day I can follow this sage advice.
Today I awoke refreshed...well I took some codiene before going to sleep, and it seems to make the sleep more restful. And I'm running out slowly. I think they put codeine in drugstore sleep aids and painkillers, so maybe I shall pick some up before long. The Clairmont Campus people found out about Agnes (my mouse) and said that will have to be removed within a week or I can be charged. But where to take her? I do not want to put her in a little parachute and toss her from the balcony like Matt suggested. There must be a better way.
I'm sitting here at Starbucks in the Village right now, because this location happens to be convenient and pleasant, not because I enjoy the presence of a certain employee who I had the great pleasure of working with during my time here. He's so disappointed with his life, it seems, that he acts like an asshole to everyone else and keeps this detached distance from any friendliness. Plus he literally slams the top down on the frappucino machines and makes this unnecessarily loud bang, maybe just to be annoying.
I looked up my horoscope today. Virgo refers to the Virgin, a.k.a. Mary. Purity of intent and compassion describe Virgos, as well as practicality, intelligence and meticulousness. The 'dark side' contains overanalyzing, being critical and judgmental beyond what is necessary. I don't thing I'm that bad with those things, but I suppose there is always room for improvement. But if I am guilty of these shortcomings, in my defense I submit that indeed, tendencies of this kind can be genetically inherited or in fact learned. My mother is overly critical, especially of me, and I am trying hard to not follow in the same path with others. And she is a Jewish mom, which speaks for itself in most cases. "That's a cute guy" she comments, as we watch a movie in HBO one time. "He'd be a cute guy to take home and meet me....if you did guys." She'll come around, I'm sure.
One thing that every Virgo should know: though it be a 'natural' tendency, do not convert small hills of difficulties into a Mt. Everest of crisis. I certainly pray for the day I can follow this sage advice.