krisis

ye-gods… that wasn’t easy. And now i’ve got to call all 9 people and tell them that if they have any problems i can’t fix them because i’ll be incommunicado starting tomorrow morning. Ugh.

Gods, please don’t let me go into business… please. I just got about 5 emails in excel format that i have to somehow interpret and then distribute to 9 unwitting orientation group leaders. My head feels as though it’s going to explode. See, this all would have been simple except for the fact that i packed away all of my New Student Orientation information and sent it to my new apartment. Had i followed it there, i wouldn’t be able to receive any emails because i’d have no phone service, and if i had kept it here i’d have no way to get my crate of papers and folders there because it’s too heavy for me to lift without reinjuring my collarbone. So, i’m at a bit of an impasse. Luckily, the NSW office helped me out with the info i’m missing. Now i just have to explain to them how i won’t be around monday, tuesday afternoon, or thursday, and it’ll all be fine. >sigh

At work yesterday my co-worker pointed out that i’ll never succeed if i never try. Sure, this seems like the most common sense fact that you’d ever heard, but i don’t think it had ever ocurred to me. We were talking about dating, and how i may or may not occasionally flirt with customers. My co-worker is of the mind that i could easily go out with many of our mid-to-late twenties female customers if i made an advance, but i balked because i haven’t even got dating experience with people my own age. And then he said it.

Why don’t i have dating experience with people my own age? Because i haven’t been able to succeed without trying. The few people i have ever actually approached to ask out fell through for obvious reasons; i’ve simply got to set my sights a bit more effectively and ask a bit more often. At least, that’s we he says…

Well, suffice to say that i passed out cold directly after making my post last night, which would explain the lack of other posts. I was dead tired after work yesterday, where i burnt my right hand something awful. It feels much better today, but i must have run cold water on it for two hours yesterday before the pain lessened. Gotta do some business, but hopefully will be posting all day. Stay tuned.

So, i am more or less a vegetarian. I was one when i was little, up until five or six, when pepperoni pizza and turkey sandwiches became inevitable. I quit meat again over two years ago, and since then i only know of ingesting a bit of chicken broth, one turkey sandwich, and some errant beef chili. Today i had a lapse. I ate a whole bowl of chicken soup at work today, chicken and all. I’ve always said that the point of my vegetarianism was not to deny myself things i wanted but to force myself to eat with variety. Lately that variety has been lacking, and i found myself hungry with yummy soup in front of me. I ate the soup without guilt, because it was tasty and i wanted it. I have yet to decide if this means i’m totally off the wagon in terms of white meat, but i might be ready to accept white meat broths back into my food groups. I’ll keep you updated.