Life IS Too Short to Read the News
It's official, I am feeling perplexed, perturbed, and aghast. The timing is perfect, as simultaneously I feel pleased, relieved, and content. Never in my life have my body and mind held such antonymous emotions simultaneously. I have pondered so many mysteries in such a short time: why people still consider hamburger-helper to be food, how someone can steal from another and then think it wrong for that person to attempt to steal it back, why people steal to begin with, why our population still insists upon taking on pet causes while the entire time they are working towards undermining their own liberty, why some people think they have an inalienable right not to be annoyed, why love appears to be a sham and yet everyone seems to be buying into it, why I am buying into it, why we as a nation still pretend we invaded Iraq to advance the cause of human rights, why we haven't invaded North Korea when we pretend to invade countries only to advance the cause of human rights, why something this long can be considered one sentence, and so on... ad infinitum. This is why I haven't written lately. Life has been one swift turn after another, and I have barely had a moment to catch up with it. To be honest, I still haven't caught up, otherwise the fourth sentence of this post would have been MUCH shorter.
Since global news has sent me into a tail-spin, I won't mention it again. I will, instead, write about personal news, as everyone needs to hear something a bit on the lighter side after today, I am sure.
I have moved into a duplex with a roommate I barely know. Her name is Elizabeth, and many of you know her. She had promise as a roommate, I felt, and the first couple of weeks have shown me that my feelings were most undoubtedly correct. We have situated ourselves into a duplex, and judging from her chutzpah in putting the place together (as I gave her free reign over most of the common area), she will add that necessary woman's touch to my home-life without the overbearing influence of a live-in girlfriend. I think we will be fine roommates for the duration of our arrangement. Be on the lookout for a housewarming party invitation.
My domestic life pertaining to my son is at an impasse, and as I know his mother has been known to read this, I won't go into any details. Suffice it to say that it is a constant source of frustration and anguish for me, and I have been keeping myself busy while biding my time. These things can be expensive.
My vocation is keeping me busy enough, and I have managed to distinguish myself in the blogosphere as a customer advocate for those who have had public disputes with a specific corporation (the one I work for, of course). Since there is somewhat of a gag-order on my personal public reports about this, I am constrained from going into more detail. I can say that I am now being paid to put a human face on a large company, and the experience is uplifting and almost... freeing. My co-workers admire what I do, and I have been given several advancement opportunities. I am being treated very well.
I fulfilled a wish I have had for several years and managed to procure a hookah. It goes very well in my bedroom. I have already invited a few to partake, and one in particular is very lovely, indeed. Shisha goes very well with good wine and a thoughtful movie, even more so with beautiful and intelligent company...
I know this isn't my normal content, but given the fact that our world's events have been , for lack of better terminology, very heavy, I thought it best to forego normal programming to present a family feature... thank you Devah for the free hugs, I cried too!
Much love to you all.