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Jul. 3rd, 2007
overtime..
Jul. 3rd, 2007 12:12 pmIf you need me, though I can't imagine why you would, I'll be at work. They're callin for overtime.
Insomia's end
Jul. 3rd, 2007 11:21 pmToday was soo much better. Life moved on, the universe righted itself. Had a bit of a meditative expansion (yeah, I bought the world a coke), remedied two of the three things that were eating at me. The other will eventually fix, and no, it is probably nothing anyone is thinking it is.
I liked Bob's Sermon on guilt trips. I probably have my own stuff, but I can't decide if it's guilt or a sense of duty. Since I choose to do these things without prompting, I don't know if I can call it manipulation. And since I can smell emotional blackmail from half a mile away, I don't think that's the thing either. Nothing makes me more angry and stubborn that thinking I'm being emotionaly blackmailed, and I will, without hesitation, call the person on it and walk away from the subject.
Sherry and I will be heading to KC for the RAH Centenial on Saturday. We talked about it and we're gonna be starting at about 5:30 in the AM. I don't normally wake at that time, in fact, I usually see it from the other side. I'm excited, though, to be starting out that early. I actually like to travel in the early am, even if I don't wake up in time for it as a rule. There's just so much clean energy and pure fun from the earth as it wakes up way before most people.
The two hotels the Centenial being held in are right across from Union Station, and both of them are connected to it by a skyramp. It's also right next to the WWI memorial, the only one of it's kind in the US. I'm pretty darn excited.
We're gonna be staying at Star's for the night, bless her heart for putting up with vagrants, and then we'll heading back on Sunday. Star's a darling, that's for sure and true. Rumor has it that there will be a shindig on Saturday night. I'm finding myself less social than I have been in the past (if that's possible), but I suspect I will find the charming side of myself once I get amongst the fine folk up there. I do like Kansas City. I'm pondering researching jobs up there just to see what a new environment might offer me. Cancers aren't fond of change, but I dunno. There's just something bout the place. And Tulsa's developing an evil side I don't like.
I'll be taking my trusty 250 shot camera, expecting interesting things to appear to my eyes. That means that eventually I'll be dropping pictures on my website, the StoryTellers Keep.
Anywho, the upshot of today is that it was a good day. The opposite of yesterday that started perfect and ended crappy. Tonight, I feel just fine, and actually optimistic, which is a feeling I miss at times. (I used to feel optimistic all the time, but then, I used to have hair.)
Not to worry, Capi. The universe, like I've said, is perfect just as it is. Everything turns out okdoke, in the end.
I liked Bob's Sermon on guilt trips. I probably have my own stuff, but I can't decide if it's guilt or a sense of duty. Since I choose to do these things without prompting, I don't know if I can call it manipulation. And since I can smell emotional blackmail from half a mile away, I don't think that's the thing either. Nothing makes me more angry and stubborn that thinking I'm being emotionaly blackmailed, and I will, without hesitation, call the person on it and walk away from the subject.
Sherry and I will be heading to KC for the RAH Centenial on Saturday. We talked about it and we're gonna be starting at about 5:30 in the AM. I don't normally wake at that time, in fact, I usually see it from the other side. I'm excited, though, to be starting out that early. I actually like to travel in the early am, even if I don't wake up in time for it as a rule. There's just so much clean energy and pure fun from the earth as it wakes up way before most people.
The two hotels the Centenial being held in are right across from Union Station, and both of them are connected to it by a skyramp. It's also right next to the WWI memorial, the only one of it's kind in the US. I'm pretty darn excited.
We're gonna be staying at Star's for the night, bless her heart for putting up with vagrants, and then we'll heading back on Sunday. Star's a darling, that's for sure and true. Rumor has it that there will be a shindig on Saturday night. I'm finding myself less social than I have been in the past (if that's possible), but I suspect I will find the charming side of myself once I get amongst the fine folk up there. I do like Kansas City. I'm pondering researching jobs up there just to see what a new environment might offer me. Cancers aren't fond of change, but I dunno. There's just something bout the place. And Tulsa's developing an evil side I don't like.
I'll be taking my trusty 250 shot camera, expecting interesting things to appear to my eyes. That means that eventually I'll be dropping pictures on my website, the StoryTellers Keep.
Anywho, the upshot of today is that it was a good day. The opposite of yesterday that started perfect and ended crappy. Tonight, I feel just fine, and actually optimistic, which is a feeling I miss at times. (I used to feel optimistic all the time, but then, I used to have hair.)
Not to worry, Capi. The universe, like I've said, is perfect just as it is. Everything turns out okdoke, in the end.