On being happy (with what's on one's plate)

[fredericks]

I called up the old job around 6:30 in the A.M. on Saturday, knowing it was around shift change and that everyone would be running around trying to finish up their work, but it was the first day I was awake during the end of night shift and felt like seeing how people were doing. It felt good to speak to a couple of my former coworkers to tell them I enjoyed what I was doing and genuinely mean it, current aggravations and all.

Part of the upswing in my life involves me finding the energy to bone up and actually attempt to do things on my days off besides turtling in my home. However, I find I want to do *everything*, and it's frustrating as fuck to not be able to do half of the things I really want to tackle. Like, a number of them are sort of mundane. But I look around and, crap!, it's Sunday night and I'm pulling out my tablet to prep for Monday's visits. I have three books demanding immediate attention, a list of museums whose contents I still haven't gotten around to mocking, movies I wanted to catch, etc etc. But I've made actual human contact a priority over other endeavors (and when the experiences can be combined, total score!...so, uhm, if anyone wants to drop everything and watch the first season of SG-1 with me I'd be completely cool with it), so the list continues to grow. I'm just still in awe of the fact that I'm NOT just vegging. That I'm fighting myself and my reticence and finding the life outside my apartment. I'll just continue to tell the perpetually unhappy voice inside my head to stfu for a little while.


Random thought: Queen's Don't Stop Me Now = ultimate "overcompensation after a break-up" song? No? Just me? Hmm. I thought so.

And: Simplify Media. Allows you to share music with people on a friend's list. Anyone on it already? My username is Fredericks.

Comments

on being happy

[klaw.livejournal.com]

"We take what is offered, and that must sometimes be enough."

[orpheus78.livejournal.com]

Somebody told me for everything she wants is everything she sees.

I couldn't resist. :P

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

*grin* I knew you'd pick up on that.

[atraxia.livejournal.com]

ohhh SG-1. my sis has been telling me to start watching it.
we should have an on-going weekly movie night or something.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

You free a day this weekend? I have two discs at the moment from Netflix. Maybe we can do a marathon sleep-in sort of deal.

[blood-of-winter.livejournal.com]

i wish you lived closer..i'd totally be up for an sg-1 viewing!

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

Dude! It'd be epic. :)
I'm going to have to get around to meeting you one of these days.

[the-lighthouse.livejournal.com]

Love SG-1 marathons! I have the first 8 seasons on DVD.

Going out and connection with the human race is a good thing -- but there's nothing wrong with being an introvert who enjoys alone time in the apartment too :)

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

SG-1 fic was some of the first stuff I started on in fandom, but I'd never actually seen the show. I still haven't, to be honest. I watched the movie and hated the hell out of it (Spader was, of course, delectable, and Jaye Davidson cracked my shit up, as usual, but it really was quite bad), and I've only caught a handful of eppies in full and was pretty "meh" about them on the whole (the one with O'Neill's young Asgard clone though? I really took a shine to), but I think I just have to sit down and watch it from beginning to end. I'll buy the entire box set once I see the price coming down some. I bought the entire DS9 run and still have 'em in the plastic (although I *have* seen every episode of the show, oftentimes more than once).

Going out and connection with the human race is a good thing -- but there's nothing wrong with being an introvert who enjoys alone time in the apartment too :)
True, but I've spent my entire life stuck hiding away from the light. If my social skills could be embodied in any living thing, they'd have to be compared to a young calf being prepped to become veal parmesan. It's a sad sad state of affairs, my friend.