... Wow... Lame.
Oct. 15th, 2003 08:01 amMy morning so far has been a mix of distinctly unpleasant and some what pleasant. I won't share the unpleasant bits of waking up this morning because it really doesn't need to be shared. Just note that it was not fun at all.
That was tempered by looking at the LJ of a friend's friend. Her mother had just died and as unpleasant as my morning had been, that was a little needed perspective for me. That kind of terrifies me, actually. I don't know how I'm going to deal with the death of my grandparents, let alone my parents. Today is a bad day to really think about such things since I'm a hormonal mess.
Then I got a ride to the bus stop with the lovely Kris-lady. Reading is good. I would much rather be at home reading today. I am reading a lovely book that makes me happy. No, I need to be here at work today. I have things to do tomorrow that won't be pleasant and I need to use today to prepare for them. Ah, the joys of manager-ness.
That and there is something about me that is perverse and feels like taunting the universe, asking how bad can it make my day? We shall see. I'm wearing my Batman shirt today. He can protect me.
And while it would satisfy my curiosity to pay the $4 to see who has a crush on me, I think it would ruin something. I like mysteries. Even though they drive me batty.
That was tempered by looking at the LJ of a friend's friend. Her mother had just died and as unpleasant as my morning had been, that was a little needed perspective for me. That kind of terrifies me, actually. I don't know how I'm going to deal with the death of my grandparents, let alone my parents. Today is a bad day to really think about such things since I'm a hormonal mess.
Then I got a ride to the bus stop with the lovely Kris-lady. Reading is good. I would much rather be at home reading today. I am reading a lovely book that makes me happy. No, I need to be here at work today. I have things to do tomorrow that won't be pleasant and I need to use today to prepare for them. Ah, the joys of manager-ness.
That and there is something about me that is perverse and feels like taunting the universe, asking how bad can it make my day? We shall see. I'm wearing my Batman shirt today. He can protect me.
And while it would satisfy my curiosity to pay the $4 to see who has a crush on me, I think it would ruin something. I like mysteries. Even though they drive me batty.