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The State of the Nea
Feb. 5th, 2004 12:43 pm...is fairly contented. The job continues well. I'm learning. I'm still liking the people I work with. (Work came to a halt yesterday while everyone in my group riffed off jokes and I joined right on in and felt equal. I'd describe it, but it involved an undead possum, which is kinda indescribable.)
Have just been taken to an Amish market close to work. This is similar to, but doesn't quite have the same stuff as my beloved Mennonite market, which is a full half hour north of home. Which probably means that I'm going to be going to both on random weeks. Am currently stuffed full of ham salad and devilled eggs and cider. Yum.
Farpoint - well, that's next weekend. No, I'm not remotely happy or contented about it, but most of my work is now done, so I just have to weather the storm. Metaphorically speaking, because I really, REALLY hope it isn't snowed out. Again. At least this year I wouldn't feel bad for being the only concom member to cut and run from a blizzard because I don't feel that I'm part of this concom anymore.
TeamWench is in that very exciting point when it realizes it has grown enough to consider being an official thing, with officers and duties and stuff. This is daunting and thrilling all at once. Huge meeting at my place last weekend when we went though all kinds of procedural stuff and where we want it to go and everything.
Holly House is thawing out. I had to call a repairman on superbowl sunday because my heater started screaming at me, but he oiled the pump and all is well. I still have the thermostat down a little lower than usual because I'm running low on oil, but I'm supposed to get more by tomorrow night. Hope it's there today!
And while I was puttering around my chilly house waiting for the repair guy, I moved one of the trunks into my closet and put bookshelves along the wall, building a little reading nook. Like it. Feels less cluttered and (with all the books now there) more homey.
And I have a bunch of fic to read, time to read it, and after that, time to write the ideas coming to me. Plus, there's a Bitchin' Babe concert this Saturday and in a month, I get to go to NYC and see the Plummer King Lear. This time without involuntarily napping through half of it.
Life is good.
My lemming moment du jour - my rather controversial answers to: ( The Belief Meme )
Have just been taken to an Amish market close to work. This is similar to, but doesn't quite have the same stuff as my beloved Mennonite market, which is a full half hour north of home. Which probably means that I'm going to be going to both on random weeks. Am currently stuffed full of ham salad and devilled eggs and cider. Yum.
Farpoint - well, that's next weekend. No, I'm not remotely happy or contented about it, but most of my work is now done, so I just have to weather the storm. Metaphorically speaking, because I really, REALLY hope it isn't snowed out. Again. At least this year I wouldn't feel bad for being the only concom member to cut and run from a blizzard because I don't feel that I'm part of this concom anymore.
TeamWench is in that very exciting point when it realizes it has grown enough to consider being an official thing, with officers and duties and stuff. This is daunting and thrilling all at once. Huge meeting at my place last weekend when we went though all kinds of procedural stuff and where we want it to go and everything.
Holly House is thawing out. I had to call a repairman on superbowl sunday because my heater started screaming at me, but he oiled the pump and all is well. I still have the thermostat down a little lower than usual because I'm running low on oil, but I'm supposed to get more by tomorrow night. Hope it's there today!
And while I was puttering around my chilly house waiting for the repair guy, I moved one of the trunks into my closet and put bookshelves along the wall, building a little reading nook. Like it. Feels less cluttered and (with all the books now there) more homey.
And I have a bunch of fic to read, time to read it, and after that, time to write the ideas coming to me. Plus, there's a Bitchin' Babe concert this Saturday and in a month, I get to go to NYC and see the Plummer King Lear. This time without involuntarily napping through half of it.
Life is good.
My lemming moment du jour - my rather controversial answers to: ( The Belief Meme )
