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shadowlight) wrote2006-07-02 10:44 pm
shadowlight) wrote2006-07-02 10:44 pm
The Days are Just Crammed Chock-Full
I forgot to mention that Friend Computer is no longer controlling my work schedules. This means I've been back to Tuesdays and Fridays for my days off for several months now.
However, *this* week I'm working Sat-Sun-Mon-Tues so I can get Weds-Thurs-Fri off to visit friends. (I might try seeing a bit of my family while I'm traveling, but we'll see if that works.)
A friend of mine was explaining to me, a few days ago, her need for me to run a game, but just when the lightbulb was starting to flicker on above my head signifying a glimmer of comprehension of what her situation was...the IM service dropped her and she didn't return. I can't remember what email address is her primary nowadays. (I've got to fix this, somehow.)
In the last week or two, my email service has eaten two important letters people assert that they sent, and let one spam letter through. Bad ISP! bad! no banner click-throughs!
I took, again, too f-- long to send a letter to the amazing Miss N... and she hasn't written back. five days or so, maybe more... faith...must have faith (I'm such an idiot.)....faith! have faith! (I've blown this somehow.) that's what you thought a month ago. Faith!!
(She's wonderful, you know. Miss N. I asked her about talking on the phone. Maybe I shouldn't have. My voice isn't a selling point. I don't know what she looks like and I'm not going to ask until I have to...I don't want her to think I'm shallow. I'm guessing that, like every American female over 90 pounds, she's insecure about her weight. I have no evidence of this whatsoever, but it wouldn't be surprising. Anyway, constantly changing my mental image of her is supposed to keep me from getting ahead of myself and forgetting how tentative this whole thing really still is. That's my plan, anyway. Her smile always looks the same in every mental image...her eyes are always the same...I've never done this successfully. Failing abysmally at it over and over has hopefully given some useful experience.)
Roommate S has suggested I practice walking differently so I'll make less noise on the floor that might agitate our emotionally-unstable (IMHO) downstairs neighbor. This neighbor hasn't yelled gibberish at me or called me a "retard" in at least a week, so I suppose this is an improvement.
I saw "Superman Returns". I thought the part with the--oh, you haven't seen it yet? Nevermind, I won't spoil it. However, allow me to point out as important that "Superman Returns" is meant to pick up continuity after "Superman II", ignoring Supermans III and IV completely. [Thus says "Entertainment Weekly".] It doesn't matter in order to watch/enjoy the movie, it's barely even implied within the movie, but it puts certain things in perspective in a way I personally find important, being who and what I am.
Roommate S says my priorities are out of whack: watching movies, checking email...what about sleep? Panda, when was the last time you got two full nights of sleep in a row?
Summertime...and the living ain't easy. I want fresh air, but it keeps raining. I want ice cream. daily. I want to see my friends. all of them. I want to know when game descriptions are due. (Does anyone know??) I want to get everything done, and that just ain't gonna happen. (I owe three people emails from two months ago... *sigh*)
be well, my dear ones.
However, *this* week I'm working Sat-Sun-Mon-Tues so I can get Weds-Thurs-Fri off to visit friends. (I might try seeing a bit of my family while I'm traveling, but we'll see if that works.)
A friend of mine was explaining to me, a few days ago, her need for me to run a game, but just when the lightbulb was starting to flicker on above my head signifying a glimmer of comprehension of what her situation was...the IM service dropped her and she didn't return. I can't remember what email address is her primary nowadays. (I've got to fix this, somehow.)
In the last week or two, my email service has eaten two important letters people assert that they sent, and let one spam letter through. Bad ISP! bad! no banner click-throughs!
I took, again, too f-- long to send a letter to the amazing Miss N... and she hasn't written back. five days or so, maybe more... faith...must have faith (I'm such an idiot.)....faith! have faith! (I've blown this somehow.) that's what you thought a month ago. Faith!!
(She's wonderful, you know. Miss N. I asked her about talking on the phone. Maybe I shouldn't have. My voice isn't a selling point. I don't know what she looks like and I'm not going to ask until I have to...I don't want her to think I'm shallow. I'm guessing that, like every American female over 90 pounds, she's insecure about her weight. I have no evidence of this whatsoever, but it wouldn't be surprising. Anyway, constantly changing my mental image of her is supposed to keep me from getting ahead of myself and forgetting how tentative this whole thing really still is. That's my plan, anyway. Her smile always looks the same in every mental image...her eyes are always the same...I've never done this successfully. Failing abysmally at it over and over has hopefully given some useful experience.)
Roommate S has suggested I practice walking differently so I'll make less noise on the floor that might agitate our emotionally-unstable (IMHO) downstairs neighbor. This neighbor hasn't yelled gibberish at me or called me a "retard" in at least a week, so I suppose this is an improvement.
I saw "Superman Returns". I thought the part with the--oh, you haven't seen it yet? Nevermind, I won't spoil it. However, allow me to point out as important that "Superman Returns" is meant to pick up continuity after "Superman II", ignoring Supermans III and IV completely. [Thus says "Entertainment Weekly".] It doesn't matter in order to watch/enjoy the movie, it's barely even implied within the movie, but it puts certain things in perspective in a way I personally find important, being who and what I am.
Roommate S says my priorities are out of whack: watching movies, checking email...what about sleep? Panda, when was the last time you got two full nights of sleep in a row?
Summertime...and the living ain't easy. I want fresh air, but it keeps raining. I want ice cream. daily. I want to see my friends. all of them. I want to know when game descriptions are due. (Does anyone know??) I want to get everything done, and that just ain't gonna happen. (I owe three people emails from two months ago... *sigh*)
be well, my dear ones.
*giggling*
To reiterate: Best opportunity to reach me includes
Suesmommy at that email that begins with a Ya.
Myfullname - first name, middle initial (my middle name is the last name I had prior to marriage), last name at that email that begins with a Ya.
Tailkinkerofennien at that other email service mentioned here in this post.
that should be vague enough for ya. I will attempt to shoot you an email.