Home Again, Naturally
Home again, Naturally
2002-07-18, 6:34 p.m.
Well my work day’s over. I am still considering staging a ‘relapse’ of the cold I had earlier this week (and still to have, for that matter) for tomorrow or Monday so that I can get that annoying bit of work back where it belongs (on C’s desk). Oh, well. Enough petty crap. I’ll tell you about me. I am in my twenties, love the computer and programming, reading, writing, movies, and making things (crochet, knitting, stories, programs). Productive. I guess that’s the word for it. I love to be productive. I also love to entertain. Nothing is better than wrtiing something or saying something that makes someone laugh or think– or even cry, although I don’t like that very much. That’s what I hate most about the job I have now: I don’t do any of that there. I’m very introverted. I didn’t get on well with the others when I was in school, so I don’t know how to really reach out and make friends now. And this job poses no challenge or creative outlet. Were it not for my husband, I might have to try with other people more. I’d have to do SOMETHING, because I’d have NOTHING right now to make me happy. Well, I take that back, I’d still have my realtionship with God, but nothing Earthly. I suppose we aren’t really supposed to depend on Earthly things, but they can be nice.
Well I AM going to find a way out of the hole I”m in at work. I’m going to be what I always knew I could be. God willing, I’ll be able to get the new computer this winter and I can start working on the MUD again. Maybe if I can do some real original work on that I could use it to get somewhere. Or If I finish polishing my last shrot story to my liking. I have so many ideas, but I am often too tired or pulled around to focus them. Maybe if I took it all one project at a time. . . .
I’m off now. Going to make my dh (dear husband) get off the ps2 and go for a walk with me. Drop by the library and get some new books to read, and hopefully work off some fat. I’m in my cousins wedding in a few months. . . I’d like to look nice there. I’m 5′9″ and have gone from 140 to 170 in 3 years. . . I don’t feel different, I don’t look substantially differnet (to me), but I have a couple pairs of pants that are snug-ish and I think my be bigger than previously. . . I was never this shallow before. . . Ay me, what’s become of my, lol. Durn it we all wanna look nice in our formal wear don’t we?
HEH later.
