Craving baloney and movies

Grr. I meant to be done at 530 today. It is 7pm. Due to a snafu with the computer that is my life blood here at TP, I was unable to work for several hours today. Then, when the technician left, I only then discovered that a special map I had been building for several hours over the last few days had been completely taken off my computer. So now, here we are at 7-I should be at the movie 300 right now. And I feel like a baloney and cheese sandwich.

That is all. I am outta here.

wipes sweat off her brow

today at lunch i went to the gym. i walked on the treadmill (gotta lighten the workout on account of the fast) and listened to THE SECRET, my very first audio book. turns out it's a bit difficult to work out and listen closely to life-changing things at the same time.

i spent the morning calling turkey, france, portugal, ireland, czech republic and france again. yesterday i was all about mexico. so even though i don't get to travel to those places i still feel quite accomplished spending a couple hours every day saying-habla inglais? or parlez vous anglais? or just-speak english? to various individuals around the world. the fun part is when their english is only passable and i try to ask about things like injection molded plastic and they tell me their emails using non-english alphabets......i love my job.

i really do. and i really want to learn another language.

Lunchtime solutions

First of all, it's about 70 degrees out and people are definitely ice skating at Millenium Park. Awesome, why didn't I bring my skates? Imagine, lunch break ice skating in 70 degree weather

Second of all, I made an executive decision after being stranded on the South Side last night after having gotten on the wrong bus and needing to use the restroom with none in sight and not making it home for 2 and half hours instead of the usual 1 hour. I have decided to 'liquidate' my IRA. It's not a large sum, but it's at least 5 times as large as I am in the hole right now and I figure since I plan on living a good long life it would be much better suited to me now than then. Plus I will start a 401 here soon enough.

So they are putting the check in the mail and hopefully I will be able to get a manicure and few more bills paid soon enough....

Third, I found a temp agency for catering. I am sending my waiting tables resume and will soon be able to pick up a few extra dollars on the weekends WHEN I WISH. That is the key, the when I wish part, all I have to do is say-hey I want some more money! And then call in my availability and poof, I'm serving food at a fancy party for some extra change on a random, planless Saturday or Friday evening. And I have a few of those planless weekend nights in the future, you know?

Ok today I am running my first auction at work. woot. I'm a professional.

Lunch Break

1. Checked my balance, faced the music and it wasn't good. I have a very negative balance and 12 days until my next paycheck. This catching up thing is not working out too well.

2. Spoke with my father and he met a woman on match.com and is dating. He loves match! He is having a good time of it-it's quite adorable, really.

3. Hung out on State Street while ingesting the money predicament and speaking to my dad. Got approached by men who felt I needed to be told about the dust on my back. Saw lots of people.

4. Enjoyed the sunshine.


5. Listened to "Whatever Happens" by Michael Jackson on my iPod while riding the elevator.

A new experience

Trying to do your taxes on your lunch break in the middle of a fasting day.

Then calling your landlord to explain how you can use the return you just figured to pay back at least one of the months you are behind on rent.

I am a little loopy but I think the math is right and my Federal Return is just about the amount of one month's rent which makes me happy. I am not sure why I capitalized federal return but I did my taxes so there.

technical difficulties

So I find writing very therapeutic, heck, it's what got me through the worst parts of childhood. I was going to post something here to do with the awful nightmares I've been having and the dreammoods corresponding assessment, but I wrote a letter to my good friend Abi and no longer felt the need to expel here in blogosphere.

But I took a moment and did it anyway. And felt satisfied. And cleansed and clear. And I pressed publish, and it disappeared. The whole, rather long and 'unloading a burden' post just disappeared. And for a moment I was....slightly annoyed. But the writing itself had served to further calm my anxieties.

Here is the thing that is accurate from dreammoods. That is all I will say.

Pool
To see a pool of water in your dream, indicates that you need to understand and deal with your emotions. You need to dive right in. Alternatively, a pool may indicate your need for cleansing. You need to wash away the past.


I know what my fast is all about, folks.