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Jul. 28th, 2004 07:10 amI was finsishing this up last night, but was, er, distracted, and very pleasantly I might add, by a pretty raccoon girl. Consider the following relative time references accordingly. *smile* Mmmm, I'm still mellow...
Though I'm still dealing with just as much work and school as I typically do, it seems to be smoothing out. True, I got home last night with a nasty headache and awoke this morning feeling only half better, but Work is going quickly this week (I'm on a different task now) and I'm enjoying the class I'm in the most of any of them so far. I'm still getting far from enough sleep. I'm looking at 5 and a half hours a night, not counting cuddling up with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wooisme for 15 minutes or so and napping if I get my other morning stuff done fast enough. I'm still eating nothing terribly interesting or nutritious. Four cans of Boy-R-Dee knock off pasta formed my complete menu today, though she promised to get an extra order of hummus for me tonight when she goes out to eat with her mother. As well, Andrea's going to buy me good sandwich stuff on a special grocery trip afterward. She even said she'll make sandwiches for me. I've been finding little things like buying and preparing food rather difficult to fit into my schedule. But somehow, things still feel like they're just going unusually smoothly this week and I'm grateful for that, for whatever reason it's happening.
My new server should be showing up at the raccoon girl's place of employment tomorrow or Thursday. On Ebay I bought a PIII Xeon 1Ghz upgradable to dual CPUs) IBM Intellistation server with 512 MB of RDRAM. Yeah, I know. Rambus = the ick. But it'll do for what I want it for. My current class is all about implementing a Windows 2000 server environment, and my next one focuses on securing one. They're both
very heavy on domain administration, and I needed a system to implement that on so I can practice on my own. I know that I do much better that way. There's a lot of hands on stuff in class, but I want to be able to cement it and learn more on my own.
More people than usual have been commenting on my journal, even discounting the popularity spike centering around my announcement of 'naughty posts'... (Did you miss that during your vacationchernabog69? Somehow I expect you'd be interested ;>) That has me in a good mood too. It's not about knowing that people are actually paying attention to me (though that is nice), it's getting to interact with friends more often. More and more I want contact with other people. We all need to get together more often. I'm not going to school next week. Maybe I can
convince my sweetie to go with me out to Dragonmead, a small microbrewery that I enjoy a great deal, however little interest I continue to have in their primary product line, on Monday for Scrabble as we used to do before school started for me. Any local people want to go with?
Deeper on the personal front, my personal-interaction related horizons continue to expand. Andrea's friends enjoy being affectionate and flirty with each other. As far as flirting goes, until recently what little I've had the chance to experience went largely over my head. In the not too distant past, I was far too self-conscious and generally unsure of myself to understand and enjoy flirtation. Yes, I was a very shy puppy. How shy was I? My first kiss, unless you count a somewhat confusing (for me) friendly smooch on the forehead before going onstage during a high school production of A Midsummer Night's Dream, happened to me at the tender age of 22. (In fact, this first kiss was with someone who is a dear friend of mine even if I don't get to talk to him much. I feel a certain bond with him because of that. I imagine that's true of most people's first kiss. *smiles atdaveqat* But I digress.)
As I was saying, Andrea's friends like to be affectionate and flirty with each other, and now, with me. At first I was flattered and a bit uncomfortable bout such attention. I didn't know quite how to react to it, so I responded by just being more shy and quiet and slightly embarrassed. Practical experience has, however, relaxed me a bit. I find myself with now with enough self-confidecne to play back, at least a little bit. I've actually really enjoyed playing that way a little bit with the Chicago girls at Silverleaf two weekends ago and withchernobog69 in a small exchange in LJ. (She's fun too, and that plus talking to Andrea is largely what brought this process into my consciousness.) Andrea and I need to get together with she and her husband and friends again. Maybe once or twice during the run of Michigan? I guess I'm just saying that, in a way I didn't think I ever really quite would, and with a very limited number of safe people, I actually rather enjoy being playfully flirtatious. Andrea has been the point of stability in my life in which I have enough confidence to stand firmly and reach tentatively higher and higher, a little bit at a time. Of course having never really flirted like that before, I'm not very good at it; but that's another story.
My resume is mostly complete. I just haven't done anything with it yet. Along the same line, I was told by a fellow temp that Kelly Services has an IT department. I was entirely unaware of the existence of such an entity. I need to get a hold of someone over there during lunch and arrange a time to get them my new resume and ask about job opportunities. That could be a good way to get valuable experience,
even if I would much prefer something resembling conventional steady employment.
As I look back on what I wrote yesterday, my friends, my situation, the wonderful couple hours I spent withwooisme last night; I just feel so very content. There are a few troubles here and there, but life is really good.
I want to end with a beautifully insightful quote from 'The Whole Shebang: A State of the Universe Report.' It is an astoundingly Taoist perspective to find in such a text.
Nothing that is human is purely human, and nothing that we see in the sky is purely cosmological. We are embroiled in the cosmos. All roads lead to cosmology, and the higher we climb, the farther we can see.
Though I'm still dealing with just as much work and school as I typically do, it seems to be smoothing out. True, I got home last night with a nasty headache and awoke this morning feeling only half better, but Work is going quickly this week (I'm on a different task now) and I'm enjoying the class I'm in the most of any of them so far. I'm still getting far from enough sleep. I'm looking at 5 and a half hours a night, not counting cuddling up with
wooisme for 15 minutes or so and napping if I get my other morning stuff done fast enough. I'm still eating nothing terribly interesting or nutritious. Four cans of Boy-R-Dee knock off pasta formed my complete menu today, though she promised to get an extra order of hummus for me tonight when she goes out to eat with her mother. As well, Andrea's going to buy me good sandwich stuff on a special grocery trip afterward. She even said she'll make sandwiches for me. I've been finding little things like buying and preparing food rather difficult to fit into my schedule. But somehow, things still feel like they're just going unusually smoothly this week and I'm grateful for that, for whatever reason it's happening.My new server should be showing up at the raccoon girl's place of employment tomorrow or Thursday. On Ebay I bought a PIII Xeon 1Ghz upgradable to dual CPUs) IBM Intellistation server with 512 MB of RDRAM. Yeah, I know. Rambus = the ick. But it'll do for what I want it for. My current class is all about implementing a Windows 2000 server environment, and my next one focuses on securing one. They're both
very heavy on domain administration, and I needed a system to implement that on so I can practice on my own. I know that I do much better that way. There's a lot of hands on stuff in class, but I want to be able to cement it and learn more on my own.
More people than usual have been commenting on my journal, even discounting the popularity spike centering around my announcement of 'naughty posts'... (Did you miss that during your vacation
chernabog69? Somehow I expect you'd be interested ;>) That has me in a good mood too. It's not about knowing that people are actually paying attention to me (though that is nice), it's getting to interact with friends more often. More and more I want contact with other people. We all need to get together more often. I'm not going to school next week. Maybe I canconvince my sweetie to go with me out to Dragonmead, a small microbrewery that I enjoy a great deal, however little interest I continue to have in their primary product line, on Monday for Scrabble as we used to do before school started for me. Any local people want to go with?
Deeper on the personal front, my personal-interaction related horizons continue to expand. Andrea's friends enjoy being affectionate and flirty with each other. As far as flirting goes, until recently what little I've had the chance to experience went largely over my head. In the not too distant past, I was far too self-conscious and generally unsure of myself to understand and enjoy flirtation. Yes, I was a very shy puppy. How shy was I? My first kiss, unless you count a somewhat confusing (for me) friendly smooch on the forehead before going onstage during a high school production of A Midsummer Night's Dream, happened to me at the tender age of 22. (In fact, this first kiss was with someone who is a dear friend of mine even if I don't get to talk to him much. I feel a certain bond with him because of that. I imagine that's true of most people's first kiss. *smiles at
daveqat* But I digress.)As I was saying, Andrea's friends like to be affectionate and flirty with each other, and now, with me. At first I was flattered and a bit uncomfortable bout such attention. I didn't know quite how to react to it, so I responded by just being more shy and quiet and slightly embarrassed. Practical experience has, however, relaxed me a bit. I find myself with now with enough self-confidecne to play back, at least a little bit. I've actually really enjoyed playing that way a little bit with the Chicago girls at Silverleaf two weekends ago and with
chernobog69 in a small exchange in LJ. (She's fun too, and that plus talking to Andrea is largely what brought this process into my consciousness.) Andrea and I need to get together with she and her husband and friends again. Maybe once or twice during the run of Michigan? I guess I'm just saying that, in a way I didn't think I ever really quite would, and with a very limited number of safe people, I actually rather enjoy being playfully flirtatious. Andrea has been the point of stability in my life in which I have enough confidence to stand firmly and reach tentatively higher and higher, a little bit at a time. Of course having never really flirted like that before, I'm not very good at it; but that's another story.My resume is mostly complete. I just haven't done anything with it yet. Along the same line, I was told by a fellow temp that Kelly Services has an IT department. I was entirely unaware of the existence of such an entity. I need to get a hold of someone over there during lunch and arrange a time to get them my new resume and ask about job opportunities. That could be a good way to get valuable experience,
even if I would much prefer something resembling conventional steady employment.
As I look back on what I wrote yesterday, my friends, my situation, the wonderful couple hours I spent with
wooisme last night; I just feel so very content. There are a few troubles here and there, but life is really good.I want to end with a beautifully insightful quote from 'The Whole Shebang: A State of the Universe Report.' It is an astoundingly Taoist perspective to find in such a text.
Nothing that is human is purely human, and nothing that we see in the sky is purely cosmological. We are embroiled in the cosmos. All roads lead to cosmology, and the higher we climb, the farther we can see.
