Oooh, a morning post
Okay, so no colorbars at the moment. Yesterday I got exceedingly... distracted. :) I still don't know where I exactly stand on 'the Jen crisis,' but I've been doing a lllottt of learning the past few days. There have been moments where I could swear I'm on Dr. Phil, and moments where I feel like I'm conducting interviews, and moments where I'm completely befuzzled. On one hand, things could have been handled with greater sensitivity and maturity. On the other hand, considering the nature of the problem and the temptations to be evil, things were handled better than I could have expected-- and likely better than I would have handled such a situation. People are still reacting, so there's been no reflection, no confrontation, and otherwise no action. Which is best until things 'settle.'
I feel like Sassy in some ways... in that I'm compulsively wanting to smooth things over, yell 'Let there be friendly resolution!' and it be done. It's a distaste for confrontation and interpersonal rifts. That said, I'm not much in the way of a mediator. I'm convinced there is a way for all parties to come to a gentle understanding, but I have yet to find it. It's not even my responsibility, but mine is an awkward situation right now: I feel like a double agent... Which is cool-- if you're Sydney Bristow and life is covert government affairs. ;) But it makes me wish Andrew was here even more. He's better with confrontational situations, and he can keep an objective focus. That doesn't mean anyone would necessarily listen to him, but it'd make me feel better. And that's what's most important after all. Hehe.
At any rate, I don't want to lose Jen, but Bunny's and Amy's issues are absolutely valid, however brutally they were conveyed. If I had any doubts, all I would have to do-- and have done, by the way-- is ask around and see if their views and experiences are shared by others. And they are. So they're not crazy... just tactless. :D I know we all care about each other. But that's not the point, and it's not enough. There has to be reciprocal attention, respect, consideration, and at least remotely altruistic intent. As it is, something's not meshing... for example, Jen and Bunny/Amy have radically different conceptions of what the problem even is. And their self-perceptions are completely different from how the other perceives them; Jen sees Bunny and Amy as having had a hurtful and unprovoked manic/psychotic episode, while Bunny and Amy see Jen as behaving obtusely and being a virtual chameleon of personalities. I still feel like I don't exactly know what the hell is going on. But hopefully things can get worked out reasonably on Monday.
*whew* So anyways... Bunny was so amused by one of my comments yesterday, I will paraphrase it here... because I can: 'The shit hit the fan last night, and it was still running this morning.' It doesn't make as much sense to me now, but meh. They can't all be gems. ;)
Yes. FoodMax = good. Ryal's Bakery = good. Pizza-flavored chips = wrong but addictive. Yesterday was crazy. I even talked to Mokes and Sassy on the phone. I missed psych. I won the Khollala henna auction on eBay for $10.51. I talked to Andrew.
This morning I had 5 Milky Way mini thingies and some Yoplait strawberry yogurt... that stuff was goooood. No pulpy chunks, just goooood creamy goo. I had to have something before my health exam today, since blood testing necessitates a decent blood sugar level. The exam itself went fine. I actually wasn't remotely nervous this time. And Angie, the nurse practitioner, was damn thorough. It was a way more involved exam than the one I had in Thomasville Christmas break. I even got HIV testing, since I could, it was orally administered, and it was like a bonus free test. She checked my breasts for like 5 minutes... and we had a conversation while she was doing it. It's one of those things you don't reflect on too long, because it's straaaange. Apparently my massive intake of Coke-- along with the high-estrogen birth control-- is what's screwing with my boobs. :( I'm going to have to cut back on the caffeine habit, eat more fruit and green things, and get Ortho-Tricyclen Low. Ah, Coke, how could you betray me so? Especially since I just started a fresh case of you...
Oh well. I want a nap, but Russian's in an hour. Must needs do homework. And Sassy was supposed to text message me 20 minutes ago-- hmph! :D
I feel like Sassy in some ways... in that I'm compulsively wanting to smooth things over, yell 'Let there be friendly resolution!' and it be done. It's a distaste for confrontation and interpersonal rifts. That said, I'm not much in the way of a mediator. I'm convinced there is a way for all parties to come to a gentle understanding, but I have yet to find it. It's not even my responsibility, but mine is an awkward situation right now: I feel like a double agent... Which is cool-- if you're Sydney Bristow and life is covert government affairs. ;) But it makes me wish Andrew was here even more. He's better with confrontational situations, and he can keep an objective focus. That doesn't mean anyone would necessarily listen to him, but it'd make me feel better. And that's what's most important after all. Hehe.
At any rate, I don't want to lose Jen, but Bunny's and Amy's issues are absolutely valid, however brutally they were conveyed. If I had any doubts, all I would have to do-- and have done, by the way-- is ask around and see if their views and experiences are shared by others. And they are. So they're not crazy... just tactless. :D I know we all care about each other. But that's not the point, and it's not enough. There has to be reciprocal attention, respect, consideration, and at least remotely altruistic intent. As it is, something's not meshing... for example, Jen and Bunny/Amy have radically different conceptions of what the problem even is. And their self-perceptions are completely different from how the other perceives them; Jen sees Bunny and Amy as having had a hurtful and unprovoked manic/psychotic episode, while Bunny and Amy see Jen as behaving obtusely and being a virtual chameleon of personalities. I still feel like I don't exactly know what the hell is going on. But hopefully things can get worked out reasonably on Monday.
*whew* So anyways... Bunny was so amused by one of my comments yesterday, I will paraphrase it here... because I can: 'The shit hit the fan last night, and it was still running this morning.' It doesn't make as much sense to me now, but meh. They can't all be gems. ;)
Yes. FoodMax = good. Ryal's Bakery = good. Pizza-flavored chips = wrong but addictive. Yesterday was crazy. I even talked to Mokes and Sassy on the phone. I missed psych. I won the Khollala henna auction on eBay for $10.51. I talked to Andrew.
This morning I had 5 Milky Way mini thingies and some Yoplait strawberry yogurt... that stuff was goooood. No pulpy chunks, just goooood creamy goo. I had to have something before my health exam today, since blood testing necessitates a decent blood sugar level. The exam itself went fine. I actually wasn't remotely nervous this time. And Angie, the nurse practitioner, was damn thorough. It was a way more involved exam than the one I had in Thomasville Christmas break. I even got HIV testing, since I could, it was orally administered, and it was like a bonus free test. She checked my breasts for like 5 minutes... and we had a conversation while she was doing it. It's one of those things you don't reflect on too long, because it's straaaange. Apparently my massive intake of Coke-- along with the high-estrogen birth control-- is what's screwing with my boobs. :( I'm going to have to cut back on the caffeine habit, eat more fruit and green things, and get Ortho-Tricyclen Low. Ah, Coke, how could you betray me so? Especially since I just started a fresh case of you...
Oh well. I want a nap, but Russian's in an hour. Must needs do homework. And Sassy was supposed to text message me 20 minutes ago-- hmph! :D