So I am home, with a very abbreviated to-do list and a nice long vacation. The shrink said to start thinking about what I do and if it's something I really want to do or something I feel like I have to do. I am thinking right now about entering beer ratings, b/c I brought them all home and I have way too many. I want to get them all entered b/c ( Read more... )

I guess at this point in my life, it is slightly embarassing to be using a Dragonball Z folder for my class papers. Or a notebook labeled "5th Grade Religion Notebook" in multicolored Sharpies to take down equations in Hydrology. But--why would I buy new stuff when I've had these supplies kicking around for years and they're in perfectly good ( Read more... )

There is a very good post and accompanying discussion up at Pandagon on Julia Sweeney's Letting Go of God. I posted on this months and months ago when I heard, completely by chance, an exceprt of it on NPR during one of my countless traverses of I-80 between central PA and northern NJ ( Read more... )

You know, everyone makes fun of the whole talking to your inner child thing. But it's fucking hard.

The end of the team building course. Unfortunately, we didn't cover how to deal with a co-worker who is totally oblivious to body language *coughandycough* I mean, if my eyes are narrowed, my nostrils flared, and my ears pulled back, do you maybe think you might be annoying me? How about if my shoulders sag, I stare past you when you talk to me, ( Read more... )