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judecorpAlrighty. You can all call me Productive Boy for the day - I have already gone grocery shopping (to cook dinner on Date Night for my ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
whod81) and gotten gas for Gargamel. And then I put the groceries away and took out the garbage. And my bed is made and I'm ready for work (except that I need to pack some food).
Coworker Jeff is headed to Pittsburgh next weekend to participate in an anti-war rally. I brought it up to Jennifer last night and she asked me if I wanted to go. I can't believe I even have to think about it - a few years ago I would have gone, no questions asked, no thought.
I want to go. I mean, this is certainly something I feel very strongly about, and this could very well be the last time I can protest the war before there /is/ a war. I also firmly believe that if you're not part of the solution, then you're part of the problem. So this morning I emailedlorimelton to see if she'd heard anything about this anti-war gathering. And I'm excited about the possibility. This would be definitely (Look, I spell it correctly, happy2beso!) different than the weekends I've spent around here.
But then there are all of the questions and the analytical thoughts. (OCD brain, wheee!) It starts with "Did I make plans for that weekend already? I was going to try to get to NY sometime." and then goes into "Do I have chores/errands to do during the weekend?" and segues right into "Does Jennifer want to go? And if she doesn't, do I want to miss her for the weekend?" And then I realize how pathetic that sounds, because I see her every single day, but it's true - I miss her when she's not around, even when I'm at work. Yes, I like my down time and my alone time, but I still miss her. It's kind of nice.
So Jeff asked me if I was going (heh, I realize that I talk about this like I had a conversation with him, when in actuality we traded LJ comments), and I asked him all of these questions along with "Do I ride with you or drive?" And that brings up /another/ firing of neurons, mainly, "Wow, I've never really spent personal time with this guy, how interesting, what if I were to drive him insane?" There is something seriously wrong with my brain.
I've found myself being more snippy at work lately. People have asked me for things and I haven't been as cheery or as willing as I was before. I don't know if my mood is changing or if maybe I've had some reality checks in the job arena. I've been around long enough now where I've started seeing a lot of the repeat performers (or "frequent flyers") several times, and I'm becoming familiar with the games. I'm also getting frustrated with other social service agencies that don't call me back. Aaaah, social work.
So then I start wondering what I was thinking getting out of macro-level practice and community organizing (and I miss my Big Gay Jobs!), and it makes me want to go to Pittsburgh to participate in this convergence thinger. See? It's all cyclical.
Any Dirty Hippies think this thing sounds interesting? Missy? The most beautiful girl in the universe? Bueller? Maybe that will help me decide.
But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire
to burn and it's burnin and I have returned
whod81) and gotten gas for Gargamel. And then I put the groceries away and took out the garbage. And my bed is made and I'm ready for work (except that I need to pack some food).Coworker Jeff is headed to Pittsburgh next weekend to participate in an anti-war rally. I brought it up to Jennifer last night and she asked me if I wanted to go. I can't believe I even have to think about it - a few years ago I would have gone, no questions asked, no thought.I want to go. I mean, this is certainly something I feel very strongly about, and this could very well be the last time I can protest the war before there /is/ a war. I also firmly believe that if you're not part of the solution, then you're part of the problem. So this morning I emailed
lorimelton to see if she'd heard anything about this anti-war gathering. And I'm excited about the possibility. This would be definitely (Look, I spell it correctly, happy2beso!) different than the weekends I've spent around here.But then there are all of the questions and the analytical thoughts. (OCD brain, wheee!) It starts with "Did I make plans for that weekend already? I was going to try to get to NY sometime." and then goes into "Do I have chores/errands to do during the weekend?" and segues right into "Does Jennifer want to go? And if she doesn't, do I want to miss her for the weekend?" And then I realize how pathetic that sounds, because I see her every single day, but it's true - I miss her when she's not around, even when I'm at work. Yes, I like my down time and my alone time, but I still miss her. It's kind of nice.
So Jeff asked me if I was going (heh, I realize that I talk about this like I had a conversation with him, when in actuality we traded LJ comments), and I asked him all of these questions along with "Do I ride with you or drive?" And that brings up /another/ firing of neurons, mainly, "Wow, I've never really spent personal time with this guy, how interesting, what if I were to drive him insane?" There is something seriously wrong with my brain.
I've found myself being more snippy at work lately. People have asked me for things and I haven't been as cheery or as willing as I was before. I don't know if my mood is changing or if maybe I've had some reality checks in the job arena. I've been around long enough now where I've started seeing a lot of the repeat performers (or "frequent flyers") several times, and I'm becoming familiar with the games. I'm also getting frustrated with other social service agencies that don't call me back. Aaaah, social work.
So then I start wondering what I was thinking getting out of macro-level practice and community organizing (and I miss my Big Gay Jobs!), and it makes me want to go to Pittsburgh to participate in this convergence thinger. See? It's all cyclical.
Any Dirty Hippies think this thing sounds interesting? Missy? The most beautiful girl in the universe? Bueller? Maybe that will help me decide.
But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire
to burn and it's burnin and I have returned
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Date: 2003-01-15 09:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-15 10:02 am (UTC)no subject
Though you've never spent personal time with me either so I'm not going to sway your decision. :P
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Date: 2003-01-15 09:23 am (UTC)Oh, don't underestimate yourself. :)
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Date: 2003-01-15 09:35 am (UTC)I feel exactly that way about T.
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Date: 2003-01-15 10:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-15 01:21 pm (UTC)Of course, I could just be saying that to make myself feel better.
I've been so busy that I haven't had time to miss anyone, but now that I do, I sure wish I was going home at 6 so we could spend the evening together. :(
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Date: 2003-01-15 03:37 pm (UTC)P.S. Come to New York!
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Date: 2003-01-15 06:19 pm (UTC)I should start a collection! :)
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Date: 2003-01-15 11:07 am (UTC)<-- big stud
Date: 2003-01-15 01:22 pm (UTC)AND HER BEAUTIFUL SIDEKICK, PRODUCTIVE BOI!!!
Date: 2003-01-15 12:38 pm (UTC)"Productive grrl, now with secret ovulation powers!"
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