October 30th, 2002

nanowrimo 2010

Fish Heads

Tonight I had a dream that involved camels, and a human skull in a haliburton case (only the skull was in the case, not the camels).I would add it to my annals, but that is actually all I remember on the subject.

I spent some time with my new RSB counselor. She seems very nice. It is the first occasion on which we have had an opportunity to spend much time. I don't know just where things are going between me and RSB, but I suppose they can only get better. She is trying to get me better equipped at work. I really can't do what they have me doing. I can, but it is a ludicrous process. I am taking weeks to do what anyone else could figure out in hours. I really think something more appropriate could be assigned. I just don't know how to accomplish that. *sigh* I spend half my day recovering from the other half. The way things are going, it takes about two hours to get such bad eye strain that I spend all the rest of the day treating my headache. I never realized how much of programming consisted entirely of reading.

I've got about a dozen audio books piled up on my desk. I'm not reading any of them, but that's the way it goes. I really wish I could get into the whole thing. The list?

  • Anne Rice - The Feast of All Saints
  • Winston Graham - The Miller's Dance: A Novel of Cornwall 1812-1813
  • Joseph G. Rosa -The Gunfighter: Man or Myth?
  • Leo Tolstoy - Anna Karenina
  • Heinrich Böll - Group Portrait with Lady
  • James Patterson - Pop Goes the Weasel: …
  • Sheri S. Tepper - Shadow's End
  • Robert Silverberg - Hot Sky at Midnight
  • Walter John Williams - City on Fire
  • Robert A. Heinlein - Time Enough for Love
  • Aleksander I. Solzhenitzen - The Gulag Archipelago, 1918- 1956
  • Clive Cussler - Raise the Titanic!
  • Steven J. Pyne - How the Canyon Became Grand: A Short History.
Amazing isn't it how many of my books seem to have colons in the title … It makes me wonder what the person who sends me these books is thinking of.

  • Current Music
    Doctor Demento - Fish Heads
nanowrimo 2010

Schizo Vu?

I hate mornings. Every day I deal with the same shit, little "fuck you's" left on the counter or in the middle of the floor in the form of objects that I can't see or which are in unanticipated places. Making breakfast is a trial every day. I have the same meal every day, two biscuits, a slice of cheese, two pre-formed egg patties and the same of sausage. It's easy, it's the correct number of calories and carbohydrates. While it is not exciting, it is easy. It's a trial every day. I never know if I'll have biscuits. I never know if the bag I keep 'em in will be open or sealed and whether they will be soft or hard as rocks. There may or may not be cheese. If I have to bake biscuits, which is not a big deal at all, I may or may not have a baking sheet. I may or may not have to scrape some unidentifiable burned-on substance from it. The oven may or may not be on. I'm guilty of leaving in on myself, but others help me.

Getting to the kitchen in the morning is a trial. There will almost always be something in the floor in an unexpected place, whether it is a sleeve trailing off a chair or a table in the middle of the kitchen. Once I've avoided death in negotiating the hallways I clean off the counters (there are always dirty dishes) and unload the dishwasher so that I may load it up again.

I'm going to enjoy living alone.

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OK, it's venal and nasty. Sue me. You try waking up to the same crap every day. I've complained and each time I make my feeling known the guilty parties sincerely repent their behavior. They don't stop the behavior …

I can't see the floor. I do really well around the house and away too, if I am familiar with the location. People just don't seem to realize how much difficulty I have with unfamiliar settings. I can't seem to convince them that leaving things in my path is a potentially lethal practice.

Well, I'm going to enjoy some aspects of living alone. The transportation hassles will be a raging pain. I don't relish existing on cabs, but I see it in my future. I am looking for an apartment that is near to my work and within an inexpensive cab ride of a grocery store. I'm looking for other qualities in an apartment, but that is a topic for a later time.

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    angry angry