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Thursday, January 06, 2005
aahhhh lovely….
aahhhh lovely....Still feeling sick. But I am learning to deal with it. That and drink lots of peppermint tea which relaxes me and eases my tummy pain. I love mint.
You have read my complaints about being the non - assistant assistant to my boss. I have written several times about the various examples in my daily life where, though she adamantly denies it, my boss treats me like her assistant. Perhaps one of those times I also included the fact that she wanted her phone forwarded to me if someone should call her and press "0" Normally, in our office, there is a centralized person that answers these types of call for the entire floor. Apparently that wasn't good enough for da boss lady. She wanted her calls sent to me. As if I could help someone who is calling for her... anyway...
This morning I got my first taste of something I was secretly hoping would never happen. I received a forwarded phone call. I looked at my phone (because I have a display phone, just what every non-assistant assistant needs) and saw the numbers flip. It was a 212 area code. My stomach dropped. It has been years since I was responsible for taking other people's phone calls. Seriously. 7 years to be exact.
I didn't answer the phone. I refused to. Just because they are forwarded to me doesn't mean I have to answer. I could have been away from my desk. I could have been making copies....
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Whine, whine, whine…
Whine, whine, whine...I'm not feeling well.
I'm all sick and I hate it.
And it's not the good sick, where you have a runny nose or are coughing.
Or even the halfway bad sick where you have body aches, pain and are running a fever.
Instead I get the yucky sick where I just feel nauseated and like I need to be close to the bathroom.
Instead I just can't seem to eat anything more solid than a saltine cracker or a piece of bread.
This isn't fun.
Having no outward signs of sickness doesn't help either.
At least with a runny nose I might feel better about coming home from work early to sleep.
Bletch.
Okay, I'll stop whining and go back to bed now.
Monday, January 03, 2005
That’s It.
That's It.They are over.
Can I hear a collective sigh of relief from everyone in the country?
Yes, I think I can.
aaahhhhh..... isn't that nice?
Other Stuff:
Sitting down in the atrium of my building I overheard the beginning of a conversation...
Lady: ...after the basement flooded...then the furnace went out...the garage door is broken...and all in less than a month...just don't know what to do...
All I could think was, lady you had better move out of that house before monsters come out of the walls and eat your puppy!
I overhead this as well:
Woman on the Phone: Yes I need to cancel my credit card. Yes, well, I lost it. No I don't think it was stolen. Well, um, I am pretty sure that it is at home somewhere, but I don't know where and I am tired of looking for it. Will you just send me a new one so I don't have to worry about it? Thanks....
I'm working on a stupid scholarship essay. I am supposed to be writing about my career, vocational or academic goals. Um. Yeah. If I had any it would be an easy essay to write! Instead I am finding myself trying to make something up that sounds halfway intelligent and entertaining. Huh. Comments? Anyone? Anyone?
Thursday, December 23, 2004
Finished
FinishedI have finally completed the seventh and final novel in the Dark Tower series by Stephen King. Done. No more Roland, Eddie, Susanna, Jake and Oy. No more search for the Dark Tower along the path of the Beam. No more Crimson King. 7 Novels. Done in less than 4 months.
It's strange to think that for the last few months I have been living half in my world and half in the world King created. It is weird how sayings from his novel began to slip into my speech. I even found myself saying to someone, "There will be water if God wills it." When that happened last month I knew that I needed to finish the series quickly before it over-ran my life completely.
I love Stephen King. I love his writing. Not so much the scary stuff when he first started writing, I can do without Cujo and Carrie. The later writing, however, has taught me things about myself I didn't know I didn't know. It sounds strange, but I learned about my true belief in a higher power in a King novel. It was a hard lesson to learn and I think I learned it again though this series. Not as strongly as in some of his other works, but it was still there for me.
Now I am faced with harsh reality. Now I have to pull myself from the cocoon of King's writing. I have other novels to read, but there is something wrong with picking up another novel once you have finished an epic series. It feels almost sacrilegious. I guess for me it kind of is.
I've done it again, though. I have conquered another challenge set forth by Stephen King. Not only did I re-read the first four in the series, but I finished the entire thing. There is one thing I really know for sure, I am going to have to do it again someday. The last novel makes you want to pick up the first one and start from the beginning, just to see what you missed.
Were You Naughty or Nice This Year?
| You Were Mostly Nice This Year! |
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As you wake in the morning
What do you feel?
Does a rush of happiness
wash over you when,
Suddenly, you realize you are alive?
