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fredericks) wrote2004-05-05 02:40 am
fredericks) wrote2004-05-05 02:40 am
As I ramble on...
Day two of Samaritans training. The class that once numbered thirteen is now down to twelve. The culling has officially begun. Alan promises to bring on the serious cuts starting next week. I'm now wondering whether I can keep afloat in this thing. Not that I don't feel like I can't keep up with the material; I'm beginning to despise Alan's blunt approach and my inability to read him. He was a writer and an English professor, and so he has this annoying habit of parsing words when asking questions. When he asked the class "What is the process of making a phone call [to Samaritans]" after a group role-playing activity, how were we supposed to know he wanted a description of the *physical mechanics* of making a call? Dude. Grrr. I know he's doing the intimidation bit on purpose, to get rid of people without serious steel in them, but that doesn't mean the whole thing isn't annoying as hell.
I'm about 1/3 through the recap of QAF 401 that I keep putting off, and Mein Gott, these things take an eternity to write. It's fun, though. I just wish I could do this during the day, when I was a bit more lucid. I need more damned off-days at work. Between Le Shack and Samaritans...I'm just happy I decided to wait until fall to go back to school.
A random bit - what's the deal with diamonds (/Seinfeld)? They're so very overrated. In most cases a bland, clear piece of glass that many women (and some men) go crazy over. There are so many more interesting-looking semi- and non-precious stones that could replace it as the engagement rock of choice. I maintain that if a beau handed me a plain diamond ring, I'd have to take a good long look at our relationship (for some reason I keep imagining a tasteful onyx, opal, and diamond combo - and, yeah, I said diamond - they're bland going solo, but can compliment other stones very well).
I have a follow-up financial meeting with the Prudential lady. I called and attempted to cancel last week but she talked me into rescheduling. I forgot that the manager changed my times in this week, so I no longer have tomorrow off. Oops. I'm not going to call and cancel again; just screw it.
The bad thing about having a room on the east side of the house? Bright sunshine penetrating the blinds at 7 AM on the dot. Damn you, daylight savings!
Oh, and I totally love this song. It's such a great one to wallow in too. I'm posting the lyrics because I'm tired and it's my journal, dammit.
I stepped outside myself today
And took a walk around.
I wandered from path to path,
Without making a sound.
Empty and drained, I have nothing left.
I continue to search, still unable to find
The wish that I wish for.
The love that I long for.
The touch that I groan for.
We live every day always feeling the same way.
I don't want to stand still.
I don't want to stand still.
I watch in amazement at all the plans I've made
Only to realize I've just been standing still.
The silence surrounds me:
Am I standing still?
The notion consumes me,
But have I lost my will?
We live every day always feeling the same way.
I don't want to stand still.
I don't want to stand still.
I want to scream, but I have nothing to say;
I've been walking in this dream,
Standing still in the light of day.
And on that melodramatic note I'm heading to bed.
I'm about 1/3 through the recap of QAF 401 that I keep putting off, and Mein Gott, these things take an eternity to write. It's fun, though. I just wish I could do this during the day, when I was a bit more lucid. I need more damned off-days at work. Between Le Shack and Samaritans...I'm just happy I decided to wait until fall to go back to school.
A random bit - what's the deal with diamonds (/Seinfeld)? They're so very overrated. In most cases a bland, clear piece of glass that many women (and some men) go crazy over. There are so many more interesting-looking semi- and non-precious stones that could replace it as the engagement rock of choice. I maintain that if a beau handed me a plain diamond ring, I'd have to take a good long look at our relationship (for some reason I keep imagining a tasteful onyx, opal, and diamond combo - and, yeah, I said diamond - they're bland going solo, but can compliment other stones very well).
I have a follow-up financial meeting with the Prudential lady. I called and attempted to cancel last week but she talked me into rescheduling. I forgot that the manager changed my times in this week, so I no longer have tomorrow off. Oops. I'm not going to call and cancel again; just screw it.
The bad thing about having a room on the east side of the house? Bright sunshine penetrating the blinds at 7 AM on the dot. Damn you, daylight savings!
Oh, and I totally love this song. It's such a great one to wallow in too. I'm posting the lyrics because I'm tired and it's my journal, dammit.
I stepped outside myself today
And took a walk around.
I wandered from path to path,
Without making a sound.
Empty and drained, I have nothing left.
I continue to search, still unable to find
The wish that I wish for.
The love that I long for.
The touch that I groan for.
We live every day always feeling the same way.
I don't want to stand still.
I don't want to stand still.
I watch in amazement at all the plans I've made
Only to realize I've just been standing still.
The silence surrounds me:
Am I standing still?
The notion consumes me,
But have I lost my will?
We live every day always feeling the same way.
I don't want to stand still.
I don't want to stand still.
I want to scream, but I have nothing to say;
I've been walking in this dream,
Standing still in the light of day.
And on that melodramatic note I'm heading to bed.