TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN'T SUCK TOO MUCH XXXI
I don't need new glasses. And I could pay my doctor's bill on one card.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN'T SUCK TOO MUCH XXX
No sign of V today.
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No sign of V today.
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Sunday, July 29, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN'T SUCK TOO MUCH XXIX
I am grateful for water. Falling out of the sky, as it did today, even though it probably won't help the farmers in Maryland or Virginia. And available at the push of a button, the turn of a faucet. In my bathroom, in my kitchen. In the washing machine, in the coffee machine. And it's drinkable and I can bathe in it. And it's included in my condo fee.
I am grateful for water. Falling out of the sky, as it did today, even though it probably won't help the farmers in Maryland or Virginia. And available at the push of a button, the turn of a faucet. In my bathroom, in my kitchen. In the washing machine, in the coffee machine. And it's drinkable and I can bathe in it. And it's included in my condo fee.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
TRYING TO FEEL GOOD ABOUT MYSELF OR I DON'T SUCK TOO MUCH
In Kaballah class we learned there is a belief that part of creation broke off and sank down to a fiery nether region known as Hell. However, whenever a Jew thinks a good thought, does a good dead or says a prayer, little divine sparks fly back upwards to the original source. One day all the little sparks will have flown back up and all will be one again, even Satan.
I don’t see why these little divine sparks don’t fly up when ANYONE thinks a good thought, Jew or gentile.
“Doing good” seems to be a Judeo-Christian/Islamic thing. The Evangelicals with whom I deal stress “not by works, but by Grace alone shall ye be saved.” Which apparently means you can be the world’s biggest asshole as long as you’re “saved” and have “Grace.”
But what about NOT doing bad? On purpose, I mean. For example, stifling the unkind remark to the 7-11 clerk, the Starbucks barista, the person in front of you in the express line with more than 15 items? I could post the things I do right, or at least not do wrong, for example “I didn’t reem the barista a new asshole” or “I didn’t tell the homeless guy who begged me for money to ‘get a job.’” Naaahhh.
In Kaballah class we learned there is a belief that part of creation broke off and sank down to a fiery nether region known as Hell. However, whenever a Jew thinks a good thought, does a good dead or says a prayer, little divine sparks fly back upwards to the original source. One day all the little sparks will have flown back up and all will be one again, even Satan.
I don’t see why these little divine sparks don’t fly up when ANYONE thinks a good thought, Jew or gentile.
“Doing good” seems to be a Judeo-Christian/Islamic thing. The Evangelicals with whom I deal stress “not by works, but by Grace alone shall ye be saved.” Which apparently means you can be the world’s biggest asshole as long as you’re “saved” and have “Grace.”
But what about NOT doing bad? On purpose, I mean. For example, stifling the unkind remark to the 7-11 clerk, the Starbucks barista, the person in front of you in the express line with more than 15 items? I could post the things I do right, or at least not do wrong, for example “I didn’t reem the barista a new asshole” or “I didn’t tell the homeless guy who begged me for money to ‘get a job.’” Naaahhh.
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN'T SUCK TOO MUCH XXVIII
I have a clean pig pen.
I have a clean pig pen.
Friday, July 27, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN'T SUCK TOO MUCH XXVII
A guy said to me "with legs like yours you should be in Hollywood. Granted, he looked like a homeless guy, but I'll take whatever compliments I can get.
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A guy said to me "with legs like yours you should be in Hollywood. Granted, he looked like a homeless guy, but I'll take whatever compliments I can get.
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WEEK 66
V, the job-stealing bitch, a recap:
V. is a woman who used to work in my office before I did. She got a job elsewhere in the building. Nevertheless she’s managed to make it back to our office for a lot of birthdays or any other time there was food. As far as I know, no one was reciprocally invited to HER office. She remained buddies with S, who is notorious for sucking up to people/playing favourites.
About three weeks ago I was working on a project and V. walks in with S, who is explaining the latest project to her. I think “gee, S. wants to keep everybody informed.” Then V. sits down at my old desk and starts working on the project with me.
I demand to know what’s going on and S. sez “oh, V. lost her job. She’ll be ‘helping out’ here until she finds a new one.’ It turns out V. wasn’t downsized or the victim of a sale/merger – she quit. I was told she wouldn’t step on any toes, that she would be working in areas other than mine, so I wouldn’t lose many, if any commissions. WRONG. So far she got about two or three hundred dollars in commissions which would have gone to me. I have been in this job twelve years on and off. I have given up more for this company, brought in more revenue, have more experience and am better educated. Maybe I am being a baby, but I think I should least have a choice on which projects I want or don’t want to work and should have first crack at them.
I felt like saying to S. “how would you feel if I brought in my cousin K and said ‘K lost his job so he’ll be helping out here. We’ll be automatically taking three hundred dollars out of your next paycheck.’”
It turns out V. has already stepped on a couple other toes. She watered B’s plants without being asked, then said “how about taking me to lunch?” When he asked why she said “because I watered your plants for you.” He offered her a project for which I have been getting $11.00/hr. She told him she wouldn’t do it for less than $20/hr. Our boss said that wasn’t gonna happen.
She said to T “you live in Virginia, can you give me a ride home?” When he did she requested he stop at Safeway on the way home and wait for her. After he stupidly did, she said “I have to go to CVS, it’s just across the street.” At least he had the good sense to say no to that. After working for us for two days she asked the big boss for an advance on her first paycheck. Funny, she hasn’t been seen much recently. >Sniff<
This is the third time in about a year and a half that I've been screwed in order to create work for someone else's friend/relative. I've been thinking "gee, maybe if I were nicer to people my friends and relatives would screw other people over to create work for me." Then I realized I have decent friends and relatives who wouldn't do that to other people.
Actually, I’ve been earning a lot the last two weeks, maybe even setting/breaking personal records. And I don’t even mind a lot of the work I’m doing and I love the money. Okay, so I’m not getting any sleep and I look like hell, but at least I’ll be able to enjoy my vacation next month.
janedoe@seductive.com
V, the job-stealing bitch, a recap:
V. is a woman who used to work in my office before I did. She got a job elsewhere in the building. Nevertheless she’s managed to make it back to our office for a lot of birthdays or any other time there was food. As far as I know, no one was reciprocally invited to HER office. She remained buddies with S, who is notorious for sucking up to people/playing favourites.
About three weeks ago I was working on a project and V. walks in with S, who is explaining the latest project to her. I think “gee, S. wants to keep everybody informed.” Then V. sits down at my old desk and starts working on the project with me.
I demand to know what’s going on and S. sez “oh, V. lost her job. She’ll be ‘helping out’ here until she finds a new one.’ It turns out V. wasn’t downsized or the victim of a sale/merger – she quit. I was told she wouldn’t step on any toes, that she would be working in areas other than mine, so I wouldn’t lose many, if any commissions. WRONG. So far she got about two or three hundred dollars in commissions which would have gone to me. I have been in this job twelve years on and off. I have given up more for this company, brought in more revenue, have more experience and am better educated. Maybe I am being a baby, but I think I should least have a choice on which projects I want or don’t want to work and should have first crack at them.
I felt like saying to S. “how would you feel if I brought in my cousin K and said ‘K lost his job so he’ll be helping out here. We’ll be automatically taking three hundred dollars out of your next paycheck.’”
It turns out V. has already stepped on a couple other toes. She watered B’s plants without being asked, then said “how about taking me to lunch?” When he asked why she said “because I watered your plants for you.” He offered her a project for which I have been getting $11.00/hr. She told him she wouldn’t do it for less than $20/hr. Our boss said that wasn’t gonna happen.
She said to T “you live in Virginia, can you give me a ride home?” When he did she requested he stop at Safeway on the way home and wait for her. After he stupidly did, she said “I have to go to CVS, it’s just across the street.” At least he had the good sense to say no to that. After working for us for two days she asked the big boss for an advance on her first paycheck. Funny, she hasn’t been seen much recently. >Sniff<
This is the third time in about a year and a half that I've been screwed in order to create work for someone else's friend/relative. I've been thinking "gee, maybe if I were nicer to people my friends and relatives would screw other people over to create work for me." Then I realized I have decent friends and relatives who wouldn't do that to other people.
Actually, I’ve been earning a lot the last two weeks, maybe even setting/breaking personal records. And I don’t even mind a lot of the work I’m doing and I love the money. Okay, so I’m not getting any sleep and I look like hell, but at least I’ll be able to enjoy my vacation next month.
janedoe@seductive.com
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN'T SUCK TOO MUCH XXV
V, the job-stealing bitch wasn't there today. So I got about $200.oo extra. And A actually expressed some appreciation for my filling in for him.
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V, the job-stealing bitch wasn't there today. So I got about $200.oo extra. And A actually expressed some appreciation for my filling in for him.
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Tuesday, July 24, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN'T SUCK TOO MUCH XXIV
The tards don't seem to be nearly as retarded. Although it could be that after years of talking to them I am just getting to be as stupid as they are.
The tards don't seem to be nearly as retarded. Although it could be that after years of talking to them I am just getting to be as stupid as they are.
Monday, July 23, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN'T SUCK TOO MUCH XXIII
The woman by whom I feel most threatened is sending out resumes.
janedoe@seductive.com
The woman by whom I feel most threatened is sending out resumes.
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Sunday, July 22, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Friday, July 20, 2007
WEEK 65
Made a lot of money this week. It’s amazing what a money-making machine I’m becoming. Or more like a money-grubbing machine. The other day I saw something on MSN about mid-life crisis, one sign being having made the wrong decisions. Yeah, that could be me, probably starting with freshman year in high school. .
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Made a lot of money this week. It’s amazing what a money-making machine I’m becoming. Or more like a money-grubbing machine. The other day I saw something on MSN about mid-life crisis, one sign being having made the wrong decisions. Yeah, that could be me, probably starting with freshman year in high school. .
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Thursday, July 19, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR...XVI
Mr. F is bringing me some cool gifts from Seattle. And my toilet is working.
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Mr. F is bringing me some cool gifts from Seattle. And my toilet is working.
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Sunday, July 15, 2007
Saturday, July 14, 2007
FEATHERING A NEST, HATCHING A PLOT
It's been almost 13 years since I started saving for my present condo. So yesterday I started saving for another one at the beach – prices are down about 20K. I put $1.41 in pocket change into the green plastic Easter egg I put my original condo money into, green being the colour of hope and the egg symbolizing new life, new beginnings. So I am about 1/80000th of the way there. Still, the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step and it’s nice to have something new to which to look forward.
It's been almost 13 years since I started saving for my present condo. So yesterday I started saving for another one at the beach – prices are down about 20K. I put $1.41 in pocket change into the green plastic Easter egg I put my original condo money into, green being the colour of hope and the egg symbolizing new life, new beginnings. So I am about 1/80000th of the way there. Still, the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step and it’s nice to have something new to which to look forward.
Friday, July 13, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR...XIII
The market was up. And I got a nice postcard from Father F.
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The market was up. And I got a nice postcard from Father F.
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WEEK 64
Didn't earn much money this week, but not stressing too much. Things should pick up soon. So I am getting a little more rest and getting some basic things done.
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Didn't earn much money this week, but not stressing too much. Things should pick up soon. So I am getting a little more rest and getting some basic things done.
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Thursday, July 12, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR...XI
The lady at Direct Loans was nice. And I am doing ok on my student loan repayments.
janedoe@seductive.com
The lady at Direct Loans was nice. And I am doing ok on my student loan repayments.
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Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Monday, July 09, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR...IX
Geraldine thanked me for believing in her. Funny how we believe in other people more than in ourselves.
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Geraldine thanked me for believing in her. Funny how we believe in other people more than in ourselves.
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SEVEN WONDERS
The Daily Telegraph sez the new list of the seven wonders of the world is out. This just after July 7, 2007 or 7/7/07. Seven is a mystical number. People with the lifepath number of seven are mystical seekers of wisdom and sometimes psychic. In addition to the seven wonders there are the seven seas, seven continents, seven chakras, seven days of the week, seven seals, seven notes of the musical scale, seven colors of the spectrum, seven gifts of the Holy Spirit and the seven dwarves. And Jesus sez we should forgive each other seven times seven.
janedoe@seductive.com
The Daily Telegraph sez the new list of the seven wonders of the world is out. This just after July 7, 2007 or 7/7/07. Seven is a mystical number. People with the lifepath number of seven are mystical seekers of wisdom and sometimes psychic. In addition to the seven wonders there are the seven seas, seven continents, seven chakras, seven days of the week, seven seals, seven notes of the musical scale, seven colors of the spectrum, seven gifts of the Holy Spirit and the seven dwarves. And Jesus sez we should forgive each other seven times seven.
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Sunday, July 08, 2007
Saturday, July 07, 2007
LIVE EARTH
As opposed to dead earth. See www.liveearth.org
The last concerts today will be in NY and DC. Kind of in the Live Aid/Harmonic Convergence vein. No one knew there would be one in DC until yesterday.
As opposed to dead earth. See www.liveearth.org
The last concerts today will be in NY and DC. Kind of in the Live Aid/Harmonic Convergence vein. No one knew there would be one in DC until yesterday.
Friday, July 06, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN'T SUCK TOO MUCH VI
The weather was nice for the ride home. A nice ride home reminds me of my father. Probably a lot of people don’t think of their fathers when they think of rush-hour traffic, but my parents took their daughter to work long before it was fashionable. This was due to a lack of child care or medical care. By the time I was in sixth grade it wasn’t unusual to be riding downtown and back in a nice outfit on the bus or in the carpool. I still have pleasant memories of driving down M Street in the sunset. Not many adults have pleasant memories of the daily commute.
For me, rush hour is a pretty foreign thing anyway, as I drive from the city to the outskirts or the suburbs or I drive TO work when everyone else is on the way home. Or vice versa.
janedoe@seductive.com
The weather was nice for the ride home. A nice ride home reminds me of my father. Probably a lot of people don’t think of their fathers when they think of rush-hour traffic, but my parents took their daughter to work long before it was fashionable. This was due to a lack of child care or medical care. By the time I was in sixth grade it wasn’t unusual to be riding downtown and back in a nice outfit on the bus or in the carpool. I still have pleasant memories of driving down M Street in the sunset. Not many adults have pleasant memories of the daily commute.
For me, rush hour is a pretty foreign thing anyway, as I drive from the city to the outskirts or the suburbs or I drive TO work when everyone else is on the way home. Or vice versa.
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WEEK 63
This week hasn’t been the best, but not horrendous, either. I didn’t earn as much as last week but didn’t do too badly. I told Dianne recently my life has extreme in both ways. It’s kind of like that carnival ride called the pirate ship. See here:
http://www.wonderland.com.au/bountys_revenge/
It starts with the “boat” in a horizontal position, then it swings you up to almost a 90-degree angle in one direction, back to a horizontal position and 90 degrees in the other. Repeatedly. That’s the fun of it.
I have completed 60% of the hours required for the hospital.
janedoe@seductive.com
This week hasn’t been the best, but not horrendous, either. I didn’t earn as much as last week but didn’t do too badly. I told Dianne recently my life has extreme in both ways. It’s kind of like that carnival ride called the pirate ship. See here:
http://www.wonderland.com.au/bountys_revenge/
It starts with the “boat” in a horizontal position, then it swings you up to almost a 90-degree angle in one direction, back to a horizontal position and 90 degrees in the other. Repeatedly. That’s the fun of it.
I have completed 60% of the hours required for the hospital.
janedoe@seductive.com
Thursday, July 05, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN'T SUCK TOO MUCH V
Starbucks has a new salad. I like it.
Starbucks has a new salad. I like it.
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
SHE SHTUPS TO CONQUER
Thanks to a special offer from Blockbuster I spent the holiday watching The Producers (the new one with Nathan Lane) and Beavis and Butthead Do America. It doesn't get more American than this. Butthead says "This sucks more than anything that's ever sucked before." That's deep. This is the kind of movie you should see with someone you love.
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Thanks to a special offer from Blockbuster I spent the holiday watching The Producers (the new one with Nathan Lane) and Beavis and Butthead Do America. It doesn't get more American than this. Butthead says "This sucks more than anything that's ever sucked before." That's deep. This is the kind of movie you should see with someone you love.
janedoe@seductive.com
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN’T SUCK TOO MUCH IV
As Katie would say, we live in America, the land of shaved armpits and real toilet paper.
janedoe@seductive.com
As Katie would say, we live in America, the land of shaved armpits and real toilet paper.
janedoe@seductive.com
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Monday, July 02, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN’T SUCK TOO MUCH II
The weather was absolutely gorgeous today -- picture-perfect. Nice weather for driving to and from work. And to and from the garage. And even though I worked extra it was still light when I got home so I could take the pigs out.
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The weather was absolutely gorgeous today -- picture-perfect. Nice weather for driving to and from work. And to and from the garage. And even though I worked extra it was still light when I got home so I could take the pigs out.
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CHILDREN OF MEN
Rented Children of Men. Good Old Netflix. The movie takes place in a dystopian England 20 years from now. No known woman has given birth in the last 18+ years and the world’s youngest human has been stabbed by a disgruntled fan. No reason is given for this global infertility, but there are theories: genetic experiments, radiation, divine retribution. Everyone is depressed because the planet is dying – there is no hope for the future. Everywhere you see adds for a suicide pill called Quietus – a soothing voice sez "You decide when." Kind of like pills given now for erectile dysfunction, depression or whatever else ails one.
There are some holes in the story: with all medical science knows, why has no woman been able to give birth for 18 years? And why are the dawgz, cats, deer, cattle and chickens that roam the flick able to reproduce? And if Britain is losing people, why is does it encourage suicide and discourage immigration? One of the biggest losers I ever dated was a member of “Childfree by Choice” or “Babyhaters Not So Anonymous” or something like that. Rumour has it he hangs out on a lot of breastfeeding forums even though neither he nor his ex-wife ever reproduced. Eeeewwww.
At least after watching it I realized I HAVE hope. And I would never consider suicide. For one reason because it’s a sin. For another, because I am not that easily got rid of.
Rented Children of Men. Good Old Netflix. The movie takes place in a dystopian England 20 years from now. No known woman has given birth in the last 18+ years and the world’s youngest human has been stabbed by a disgruntled fan. No reason is given for this global infertility, but there are theories: genetic experiments, radiation, divine retribution. Everyone is depressed because the planet is dying – there is no hope for the future. Everywhere you see adds for a suicide pill called Quietus – a soothing voice sez "You decide when." Kind of like pills given now for erectile dysfunction, depression or whatever else ails one.
There are some holes in the story: with all medical science knows, why has no woman been able to give birth for 18 years? And why are the dawgz, cats, deer, cattle and chickens that roam the flick able to reproduce? And if Britain is losing people, why is does it encourage suicide and discourage immigration? One of the biggest losers I ever dated was a member of “Childfree by Choice” or “Babyhaters Not So Anonymous” or something like that. Rumour has it he hangs out on a lot of breastfeeding forums even though neither he nor his ex-wife ever reproduced. Eeeewwww.
At least after watching it I realized I HAVE hope. And I would never consider suicide. For one reason because it’s a sin. For another, because I am not that easily got rid of.
PAY DAY
Today is Pay Day. Most places pay their staff on or before the first of the month if the first is a weekend or holiday, but not this place. We don’t have direct deposit, either, as Mom sez Boss has no money to directly deposit. At one time he owed some people 25 K. Two uniformed cops showed up and escorted him to the bank so he could make the transfer.
K sez I need to fill out my timesheets in more detail so people will believe I’m not making things up. I refer to one of my co-workers as “Reek” because he reeks. Sometimes of booze, sometimes of cigarette smoke, sometimes of both (mentioned in the Sept. 27th, 2004 post). And he dresses like a homeless man. K sez Reek fills out his timesheets in ridiculous detail. Of course he does – he has plenty of time for it. He does no work. I can imagine a sample of his timesheet: “Moaned .25 hours, talked to self .50 hours, listened to radio 6.0 hours, stood in front of building .25 hours, walked around block .50 hours, ate lunch 1.25 hours….”
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Today is Pay Day. Most places pay their staff on or before the first of the month if the first is a weekend or holiday, but not this place. We don’t have direct deposit, either, as Mom sez Boss has no money to directly deposit. At one time he owed some people 25 K. Two uniformed cops showed up and escorted him to the bank so he could make the transfer.
K sez I need to fill out my timesheets in more detail so people will believe I’m not making things up. I refer to one of my co-workers as “Reek” because he reeks. Sometimes of booze, sometimes of cigarette smoke, sometimes of both (mentioned in the Sept. 27th, 2004 post). And he dresses like a homeless man. K sez Reek fills out his timesheets in ridiculous detail. Of course he does – he has plenty of time for it. He does no work. I can imagine a sample of his timesheet: “Moaned .25 hours, talked to self .50 hours, listened to radio 6.0 hours, stood in front of building .25 hours, walked around block .50 hours, ate lunch 1.25 hours….”
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Sunday, July 01, 2007
TRYING NOT TO BE TOO UNHAPPY ABOUT IT, OR MY LIFE DOESN’T SUCK TOO MUCH
A couple years ago one of my GF’s said to her oldest daughter “try not to be toounhappy about it.” I like that. It’s not “be happy” or “try to be happy” or even“don’t be unhappy.” Just “try not to be TOO unhappy.” That’s not too much to expect.So from now until New Year’s Eve in the Dennis Prager/The Secret/Celestine Prophecy/SimpleAbundance vein I figure I can note at least ONE positive thing per day. Even if it’s something like “the Starbucks barista was nice to me” or “the Starbucks baristawasn’t TOO much of an asshole.” Honestly it’s hard to be grateful for what I DO have when I see my elementary/high/undergraduate/graduateschool classmates or former co-workers in better jobs or relationships than me. But I noticed last two times I tried this things actually improved. Or at least they didn’t get much worse. So, for today: I am grateful that my services are in demand. Even if it means a 15-hour work day.
A couple years ago one of my GF’s said to her oldest daughter “try not to be toounhappy about it.” I like that. It’s not “be happy” or “try to be happy” or even“don’t be unhappy.” Just “try not to be TOO unhappy.” That’s not too much to expect.So from now until New Year’s Eve in the Dennis Prager/The Secret/Celestine Prophecy/SimpleAbundance vein I figure I can note at least ONE positive thing per day. Even if it’s something like “the Starbucks barista was nice to me” or “the Starbucks baristawasn’t TOO much of an asshole.” Honestly it’s hard to be grateful for what I DO have when I see my elementary/high/undergraduate/graduateschool classmates or former co-workers in better jobs or relationships than me. But I noticed last two times I tried this things actually improved. Or at least they didn’t get much worse. So, for today: I am grateful that my services are in demand. Even if it means a 15-hour work day.