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January 29th, 2007


We saw Pan's Labyrinth on Saturday. It was an interesting movie. I have to chuckle at Suzanne's fears. "Don't see it while you're pregnant," she warned. ( Further thoughts.Collapse )
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December 2nd, 2006


I have made an incredible self-discovery over the past few months. Yet, while it was there, in my thoughts, I never once considered bringing it to the fore to discuss. But I think it's important to say it out loud as it were, to make myself aware of it.I am not a leader, but I am a damned fine follower -- and there's nothing wrong with that!The thought first came to me when I was discussing with Maia about who would become Senior if Maia went on to Benden with the rest of the crowd. I realized that Tarlin is an assistant, a damned fine assistant, but she'd probably lose her mind if she was placed in a position of authority. And then I realized: oh my God, that's me!I've come to the realization that I do a lot of awesome work as an assistant, but place me in the position of head of something and my ability to work goes to pot; hence, the situation I'm in at my current workplace. As the previous Contract Administrator's assistant, I did a lot of work, did it well, and then asked for more when I was done. As the current Contract Administrator, I've got too much on my plate, and no clue how to push it off onto someone else (if that's even possible). I don't know HOW to delegate. I want to be able to do it all myself, and I know it's not possible.Granted, as Chris says, my "assistants" currently suck, which is not exactly a reflection on me. Except that my "assistants" don't want to accept my authority, and I'm not forceful enough to make them accept me.This realization gives me a better guide as to what sort of position to look for, including the things I enjoy doing, as opposed to the things I hate. I hate dealing with pissy customers, but I do just fine with people who are nice on the phone, so it's not phone work that bothers me, so much as the people who just want to scream at someone. Some people can deal with that. I can't. ;)I think the most important part of this realization, though, is that it's OK to be a follower! Despite all the grumbling I did with my friends in high school about the "sheep," being a follower doesn't necessarily mean that you do things "leaders" tell you to, without question. It just means that you're not exactly the sort of person to rally the masses. You can have your own opinions, identity, etc., and still be a follower!So now I need to find a new job where they'll let me wear blue jeans on a regular basis and dye my hair blue. Ha! ;)
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I have made an incredible self-discovery over the past few months. Yet, while it was there, in my thoughts, I never once considered bringing it to the fore to discuss. But I think it's important to say it *out loud* as it were, to make myself aware of it.I am not a leader, but I am a damned fine follower -- and there's nothing wrong with that!The thought first came to me when I was discussing with Maia about who would become Senior if Maia went on to Benden with the rest of the crowd. I realized that Tarlin is an assistant, a damned fine assistant, but she'd probably lose her mind if she was placed in a position of authority. And then I realized: oh my God, that's me!I've come to the realization that I do a lot of awesome work as an assistant, but place me in the position of head of something and my ability to work goes to pot; hence, the situation I'm in at my current workplace. As the previous Contract Administrator's assistant, I did a lot of work, did it well, and then asked for more when I was done. As the current Contract Administrator, I've got too much on my plate, and no clue how to push it off onto someone else (if that's even possible). I don't know HOW to delegate. I want to be able to do it all myself, and I know it's not possible.Granted, as Chris says, my "assistants" currently suck, which is not exactly a reflection on me. Except that my "assistants" don't want to accept my authority, and I'm not forceful enough to make them accept me.This realization gives me a better guide as to what sort of position to look for, including the things I enjoy doing, as opposed to the things I hate. I hate dealing with pissy customers, but I do just fine with people who are nice on the phone, so it's not phone work that bothers me, so much as the people who just want to scream at someone. Some people can deal with that. I can't. ;)I think the most important part of this realization, though, is that it's OK to be a follower! Despite all the grumbling I did with my friends in high school about the "sheep," being a follower doesn't necessarily mean that you do things "leaders" tell you to, without question. It just means that you're not exactly the sort of person to rally the masses. You can have your own opinions, identity, etc., and still be a follower!So now I need to find a new job where they'll let me wear blue jeans on a regular basis and dye my hair blue. Ha! ;)

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November 28th, 2006

Security:Subject:The crud!Time:08:45 pmCurrent Mood:sick
Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! I have con crud! Ahhhhh! You people suck! Ahhhh! Ow. It hurts.
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October 30th, 2006

Security:Time:11:54 amCurrent Mood:tired
So, rather than moving the rest of our crap out of the old apartment at a sedate pace over the next couple of days, we worked quick-time to get everything out of there and the apartment cleaned by last night. Why? Because our lease is up at the end of the month and we'll probably be in Omaha through the end of the week -- and our apartment complex said, in no uncertain terms, that if we're not out of there by the end of the month, we will pay an additional $139 PER DAY that we retain ownership of the apartment.It is at this point that I am immensely grateful for all of the wonderful friends we have. Suzanne sent Jeremy and the kids over to take stuff from one apartment to the next. And they did a damned fine job, too. And then Laura cleaned our bedroom -- awesome! And, mercy me, Annette and Ari got the ever-disgusting bathroom. We almost had everything finished by about 1 am, last night, but the vaccuum kicked the bucket. Chris is down there, now, to fix the vaccuum and get that finished, but, after calling him, it sounds as though the damned things busted pretty good. So, he's going to do what he can, and then do a walk-through of the apartment with the complex and we'll be done with that shit and on our way to Omaha.Unbelievably, Ken was very understanding and even sounded a little compassionate. He does that sometimes, though, and then complains the entire time to every ear he can find. ;p He does that with Melissa all the time.So, we should be heading out, hopefully, this afternoon. We had hoped to leave sooner, but the apartment couldn't wait. Of course, we'll be leaving a hazard of boxes everywhere for people to trip over. Gotta make sure to call Suzanne and let her know that the cat food and everything is still in the bathroom, though I'll probably just set Maggie up with the ton of food and water dishes so all Suzanne has to do is check to make sure that the feeder is working properly (sometimes it doesn't drop the food the way it should), say hello to the kitty and let her know that she's still loved.Thank you guys. You're awesome.
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Security:Time:11:54 amCurrent Mood: tired

tired

So, rather than moving the rest of our crap out of the old apartment at a sedate pace over the next couple of days, we worked quick-time to get everything out of there and the apartment cleaned by last night. Why? Because our lease is up at the end of the month and we'll probably be in Omaha through the end of the week -- and our apartment complex said, in no uncertain terms, that if we're not out of there by the end of the month, we will pay an additional $139 PER DAY that we retain ownership of the apartment.It is at this point that I am immensely grateful for all of the wonderful friends we have. Suzanne sent Jeremy and the kids over to take stuff from one apartment to the next. And they did a damned fine job, too. And then Laura cleaned our bedroom -- awesome! And, mercy me, Annette and Ari got the ever-disgusting bathroom. We almost had everything finished by about 1 am, last night, but the vaccuum kicked the bucket. Chris is down there, now, to fix the vaccuum and get that finished, but, after calling him, it sounds as though the damned things busted pretty good. So, he's going to do what he can, and then do a walk-through of the apartment with the complex and we'll be done with that shit and on our way to Omaha.Unbelievably, Ken was very understanding and even sounded a little compassionate. He does that sometimes, though, and then complains the entire time to every ear he can find. ;p He does that with Melissa all the time.So, we should be heading out, hopefully, this afternoon. We had hoped to leave sooner, but the apartment couldn't wait. Of course, we'll be leaving a hazard of boxes everywhere for people to trip over. Gotta make sure to call Suzanne and let her know that the cat food and everything is still in the bathroom, though I'll probably just set Maggie up with the ton of food and water dishes so all Suzanne has to do is check to make sure that the feeder is working properly (sometimes it doesn't drop the food the way it should), say hello to the kitty and let her know that she's still loved.Thank you guys. You're awesome.

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October 28th, 2006


Fuck! Fuck! I can't believe this is happening to me again.We just got news that Chris' younger sister died in a car accident, this evening. They're not sure what happened, yet. As much as I want to cry, "Why, God, why?" I know that there is a reason for everything that happens in our lives, whether by our own doing or fate. It doesn't make it suck any less, but I figure there's not much point in asking God why. He'll never answer.And I just know my fucking fucked up job will give me shit if I want to go down to Omaha to be with Chris' family. Do I give in, or do I give them all the great big fucking finger. Fuck them. If they're going to make a stink about it, they can all go to Hell.
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Fuck! Fuck! I can't believe this is happening to me again.We just got news that Chris' younger sister died in a car accident, this evening. They're not sure what happened, yet. As much as I want to cry, "Why, God, why?" I know that there is a reason for everything that happens in our lives, whether by our own doing or fate. It doesn't make it suck any less, but I figure there's not much point in asking God why. He'll never answer.And I just know my fucking fucked up job will give me shit if I want to go down to Omaha to be with Chris' family. Do I give in, or do I give them all the great big fucking finger. Fuck them. If they're going to make a stink about it, they can all go to Hell.

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May 30th, 2006


The wedding is over! Yes! I'm currently in a hotel in Bellevue (a suburb of Seattle), enjoying 24 hours of internet service. I'm still tired, but feeling much relieved.The flowers were gorgeous. My bridesmaids were gorgeous. Women of the Well was gorgeous. And the ceremony was gorgeous. I'm just so amazed at the friends I have and how much they put into this for me. For those interested in pictures:http://www.flickr.com/photos/lippoldthaus/sets/72157594148823126/The husband of one of the ladies in my troupe took a buttload of pictures and posted them on their flickr account. The pictures are beautiful.So, for those who want to read about the drama, ( click here Collapse )Monday was interesting. We rushed, rushed, rushed to get to the airport on time, only to have a thunderstorm shut the place down for a couple of hours. We arrived at 4:45 pm, and didn't step onto the plane until 11 pm. There was a buttload of delayed and cancelled flights. Talk about stress city. And then they threatened us that if we didn't get onto the plane and in our seats, with everything in its place and electronics off, the flight would be cancelled. Add to that, an hour wait on the tarmac and... oy vey. At least we'd been rebooked for a non-stop flight rather than having to try to catch a connection in Ohio. My poor cousin got stuck in Minneapolis overnight.Oh! I can't forget... While we were hanging out waiting for them to get around to finally bringing OUR plane in to the terminal, I was approached by a little Indian girl who had noticed my mhendi. "That is of our culture," she said. She was very friendly. And it was very sweet to have someone recognize it and acknowledge it for what it is. I was tickled by that. :)And I also can't forget to add that we said a bunch of y'all's before we started, just for you, Maiabean. :)So, this is probably the last you folks will hear from me until next Wednesday at the earliest. There's internet access on board the ship, but it's expensive. I'll probably also have more to add later, when I'm not incredibly pooped.
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The wedding is over! Yes! I'm currently in a hotel in Bellevue (a suburb of Seattle), enjoying 24 hours of internet service. I'm still tired, but feeling much relieved.The flowers were gorgeous. My bridesmaids were gorgeous. Women of the Well was gorgeous. And the ceremony was gorgeous. I'm just so amazed at the friends I have and how much they put into this for me. For those interested in pictures:http://www.flickr.com/photos/lippoldthaus/sets/72157594148823126/The husband of one of the ladies in my troupe took a buttload of pictures and posted them on their flickr account. The pictures are beautiful.So, for those who want to read about the drama, **( click here Collapse )**Monday was interesting. We rushed, rushed, rushed to get to the airport on time, only to have a thunderstorm shut the place down for a couple of hours. We arrived at 4:45 pm, and didn't step onto the plane until 11 pm. There was a buttload of delayed and cancelled flights. Talk about stress city. And then they threatened us that if we didn't get onto the plane and in our seats, with everything in its place and electronics off, the flight would be cancelled. Add to that, an hour wait on the tarmac and... oy vey. At least we'd been rebooked for a non-stop flight rather than having to try to catch a connection in Ohio. My poor cousin got stuck in Minneapolis overnight.Oh! I can't forget... While we were hanging out waiting for them to get around to finally bringing OUR plane in to the terminal, I was approached by a little Indian girl who had noticed my mhendi. "That is of our culture," she said. She was very friendly. And it was very sweet to have someone recognize it and acknowledge it for what it is. I was tickled by that. :)And I also can't forget to add that we said a bunch of y'all's before we started, just for you, Maiabean. :)So, this is probably the last you folks will hear from me until next Wednesday at the earliest. There's internet access on board the ship, but it's expensive. I'll probably also have more to add later, when I'm not incredibly pooped.

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September 18th, 2005


haha. This has to be a first.You are Form 3, Unicorn: The Innocent._"And The Unicorn knew she wasn't meant togo into the Dark Wood. Disregarding the advicegiven to her by the spirits, Unicorn wentinside and bled silver blood.. For hermisdeed, the world knew evil."_Some examples of the Unicorn Form are Eve(Christian) and Pandora (Greek).The Unicorn is associated with the concept ofinnocence, the number 3, and the element ofwater.Her sign is the twilight sun.As a member of Form 3, you are a curiousindividual. You are drawn to new things andbecome fascinated with ideas you've never comein contact with before. Some people may sayyou are too nosey, but it's only because youlike getting to the bottom of things andsolving them. Unicorns are the best friends tohave because they are inquisitive. Which Mythological Form Are You?brought to you by Quizilla
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haha. This has to be a first. uni

You are Form 3, Unicorn: The Innocent._"And The Unicorn knew she wasn't meant togo into the Dark Wood. Disregarding the advicegiven to her by the spirits, Unicorn wentinside and bled silver blood.. For hermisdeed, the world knew evil."_Some examples of the Unicorn Form are Eve(Christian) and Pandora (Greek).The Unicorn is associated with the concept ofinnocence, the number 3, and the element ofwater.Her sign is the twilight sun.As a member of Form 3, you are a curiousindividual. You are drawn to new things andbecome fascinated with ideas you've never comein contact with before. Some people may sayyou are too nosey, but it's only because youlike getting to the bottom of things andsolving them. Unicorns are the best friends tohave because they are inquisitive. Which Mythological Form Are You?brought to you by Quizilla

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September 11th, 2005


yawn So tired. Still need to do dishes and get ready for bed, so I'll try to make this quick.I finished the confetti dot dress I was supposed to make for our performance on Saturday. It was too short, and the neckline could've been improved, but it did the job. I don't know what to do with it now. Not sure Isis would want to add it to her collection, but... who knows?Saturday's performance was AWESOME! Despite the fact that I wound up with nasty heat exhaustion. I should've brought more water with me. I have pictures up, which took me most of the evening to finish, but hey... it was worth it. Chris did a great job as digital photo man.http://www.flickr.com/photos/69979162@N00/sets/932290/And today (huzzah!) I finally got together with Karen. She happened to be in town with her truck and I couldn't come up with a good excuse not to visit (inside joke harhar) so I headed to Geneva to say hi and hang out for a bit. I dragged her into Toys 'R Us and we goofed around for a bit. We wandered through the bookstores in the area. Chatted for a while. It's so weird. It doesn't feel as though it's been five years since the last time we saw each other. I suppose that's what happens when you know one another as well as she and I do.Did I forget to mention...? Ah, yes, I see I did. Suzanne dyed my hair on Saturday evening. It's now a lovely hennaed red. I'll have to get a photo or two to post if I can. Being hennaed, it should hold the color better than most conventional dyes. We'll see. ;) And my greys? Are bright orange. Snarf!Okay. Dishes. Then bed. Then... I should have more time for RP until we start gearing up for another performance. Yay, right? I want to get Rianys back to Ista and get those DF TP thingies finished. And, of course, get BtSS ready to open. It will happen!
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*yawn* So tired. Still need to do dishes and get ready for bed, so I'll try to make this quick.I finished the confetti dot dress I was supposed to make for our performance on Saturday. It was too short, and the neckline could've been improved, but it did the job. I don't know what to do with it now. Not sure Isis would want to add it to her collection, but... who knows?Saturday's performance was AWESOME! Despite the fact that I wound up with nasty heat exhaustion. I should've brought more water with me. I have pictures up, which took me most of the evening to finish, but hey... it was worth it. Chris did a great job as digital photo man.http://www.flickr.com/photos/69979162@N00/sets/932290/And today (huzzah!) I finally got together with Karen. She happened to be in town with her truck and I couldn't come up with a good excuse not to visit (inside joke harhar) so I headed to Geneva to say hi and hang out for a bit. I dragged her into Toys 'R Us and we goofed around for a bit. We wandered through the bookstores in the area. Chatted for a while. It's so weird. It doesn't feel as though it's been five years since the last time we saw each other. I suppose that's what happens when you know one another as well as she and I do.Did I forget to mention...? Ah, yes, I see I did. Suzanne dyed my hair on Saturday evening. It's now a lovely hennaed red. I'll have to get a photo or two to post if I can. Being hennaed, it should hold the color better than most conventional dyes. We'll see. ;) And my greys? Are bright orange. Snarf!Okay. Dishes. Then bed. Then... I should have more time for RP until we start gearing up for another performance. Yay, right? I want to get Rianys back to Ista and get those DF TP thingies finished. And, of course, get BtSS ready to open. It will happen!

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September 9th, 2005

September 8th, 2005

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