Faraway, So Close!
I feel like this week has totally sucked in nearly all active aspects of my life.
Work was unnecessarily rough, with a few later-than-necessary days that could have been avoided with certain people (including myself) being more on the ball. This included having two late jobs yesterday afternoon for highly stupid reasons.
I'm saddened by my friend, kinnerc, leaving Ithaca (well, Groton, technically) and moving to Boston. I'll really miss him, but I know this is the right move for him. I wish him luck.
In my personal life, there's been one other thing going on which I've discussed with some of you (perhaps at a greater length than you guys would have preferred!). I'm not quite ready to discuss it openly, if I'll ever be, since matters of this nature I typically keep restricted. It's nothing quite Earth-shattering; it's just a situation where I definitely would have liked a different outcome, and I was saddened by the outcome that I got. It's strange how I feel like I'm experiencing the so-called Five Stages of Grief, which apparently doesn't have to happen in order or even in its entirety (that is, not all five stages need be experienced when it comes to grief). Right now, I think I'm departing 'anger', heading towards 'depression', with perhaps a somewhat alarming hint of 'bargaining'.
I hope today's excursion to Buffalo will help put me in a better mood.
One more thing. I have no great love for John Edwards (in 2004, I referred to the guy as "everyone's favorite second choice"), but I've got to link to this webocomic strip about him and John McCain.
Work was unnecessarily rough, with a few later-than-necessary days that could have been avoided with certain people (including myself) being more on the ball. This included having two late jobs yesterday afternoon for highly stupid reasons.
I'm saddened by my friend, kinnerc, leaving Ithaca (well, Groton, technically) and moving to Boston. I'll really miss him, but I know this is the right move for him. I wish him luck.
In my personal life, there's been one other thing going on which I've discussed with some of you (perhaps at a greater length than you guys would have preferred!). I'm not quite ready to discuss it openly, if I'll ever be, since matters of this nature I typically keep restricted. It's nothing quite Earth-shattering; it's just a situation where I definitely would have liked a different outcome, and I was saddened by the outcome that I got. It's strange how I feel like I'm experiencing the so-called Five Stages of Grief, which apparently doesn't have to happen in order or even in its entirety (that is, not all five stages need be experienced when it comes to grief). Right now, I think I'm departing 'anger', heading towards 'depression', with perhaps a somewhat alarming hint of 'bargaining'.
I hope today's excursion to Buffalo will help put me in a better mood.
One more thing. I have no great love for John Edwards (in 2004, I referred to the guy as "everyone's favorite second choice"), but I've got to link to this webocomic strip about him and John McCain.