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Week 50

Where did week 49 go? I know I composed and posted it. LJ has been moderately flaky lately.

Maybe it was my response to Barb on the John Lennon death anniversary.

Hm. Grumble. Feh. Oh well.

It's getting very close to one year ... and I'm doing exactly as I expected.

There's a huge storm hitting us ... rain is sheeting off the building, working its way around the vinyl siding on the building, running into the sills, leaking inside the windows. Since it's happening even with the window closed and sealed, I think I need to let the management know about it.

I spent a good four hours Monday morning (until 5am) talking about grieving and religion with bigangry ... I was struck by the difference in the way I think nowadays as opposed to before. I think I've learned more about when to listen and when to say something, and what that something needs to be. It's an improvement, anyway.

The last few weeks, once or twice a week, I've been dreaming of Penny, which means, having a regular dream, noticing that she's in the dream, getting closer to her, and then the frustration of realizing that it's a dream wakes me up hard, and then I get the second whammy of not getting to remember what we were doing or saying or talking about or anything else about the dream, and there's the concurrent insoluble twist of irritation with myself for not just relaxing and going with it.

Monday, I updated my resume' on Dice. Since then, I've gotten three solid hits from recruiters, one trying to place a contractor at amazon.com, one with three possible positions at Intel, one from a guy I've worked with at a couple companies, and then of course a few non-hits. So, I'm tentatively positive.

Vinaigrette the Cat has been getting her meds more frequently, and has been acting much more energetic and outgoing and playful, which is a bit of a pain, sometimes. Still. Taking her to the vet tomorrow, I think, to get her blood tests done, to see if she can be plonked into the treatment center.

Clint is still a brat and just knocked over a garbage can.

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anita_margarita
Dec. 15th, 2006 03:39 am (UTC)
I have been wondering...what would be an appropriate thing to do for week 52?
foomf
Dec. 15th, 2006 10:08 am (UTC)
I'm not sure. Is it 52 or 53? It's something I've been thinking about, but given my reaction to even thinking about it, I'm not sure there's much I can do that won't result in a public scene.

I'm definitely going to put some flowers in the memorial garden, though.
anita_margarita
Dec. 15th, 2006 02:52 pm (UTC)
I was thinking actually in terms of a friends sharing together sort of thing.
foomf
Dec. 15th, 2006 09:08 pm (UTC)
Not sure. The whole jobhunting thing is probably going to kick in to gear in early January, if it doesn't happen next week, so, I probably won't be able to go down to Redding. (Which seems to me, retracing some of her old haunts, to be one of the things I want to do again.) Naturally, the timing of everything into early January is just so perfect :P

It'd also be good to go to her favorite pho restaurant. I'm pretty sure there'll be some interest in that by our friends up here.

Oh, and I just got your christmas card, thank you! It's gorgeous.
bigangry
Dec. 15th, 2006 06:32 am (UTC)
I'm convinced we talked until about 6am, but I could just be factoring in the "cooldown" time that I usually take after quitting to desktop and surfing the web for a bit before I go to bed.

Either way, definitely something we should do again (if a bit earlier) if it helped you think about things differently. It reminded me how glad I am to be away from calvary and how happy i should be for being content with where I am with god/religion. Lately I had been focusing more on being disgusted with the likes of ted haggard, jerry falwell and their ilk and not remembering about good christians, which are, sadly, the quiet majority.

Thanks again for the conversation.
foomf
Dec. 15th, 2006 10:11 am (UTC)
Any time.

I'm less disgusted than saddened by Haggard and the other self-closeted gay yet ultra-authoritarian, dominionist, fundamentalist types... because their self-loathing results in an illness that they either act out directly in harming people under their assumed authority, or because they hurt people who share their biologically determined sexual orientation, by working to have the 'evil' suppressed by law.

And they ought to know that the law only condemns, it doesn't empower.
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