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shadowkatFrustrating day, the sky the color of day old gravy. No I did not get any news. Won't get any news until next week. Apparently it takes ten days for them to get their results back. Sigh. They say patience is a virtue, right?
I think I've finished chapter 8 of my novel now. Or I hope. Wrote for two hours when I got home. Made dinner, corn on cob, tiny steak, some green beans, and a root beer float with gluten free Mug Root Beer (which I'm told is okay?) Lunch - Thai Kitchen's Mushroom Rice Noodle soup, which may have been too spicy. Maybe won't put in the spice packet next round. Coconut macroone (just cooked cocoonut, chocolat and orange zest and sugar), some plain rice crackers and that's it. Plus loads of water. Food thing is easy when I'm cooking food for myself in my own home. It's going out to eat or eating at work that is going to be the headache. Damn it. How am I going to socialize with folks? We always go out to eat and I always let them pick the place, because a)usually don't care, b) have no patience hunting restaurants, and c) logistics. Ugh. That's what is worrying me the most at the moment. Have been putting off setting up outtings with both CW and cjl because of this problem.
Work is work is work. But not too bad. Answered some questions. Actually somewhat busy, which is good, considering took mind off things.
Came home to apartment messy - but not too messy. They've taped brown paper to the carpet as a liner from door to hole. There's white dust around hole and a broom and the plastic hanging next to it. Throat feels a bit catchy, but I don't think that's do to any dust in the air. Hole is patched. Gray cement over it. Waiting no doubt for the white paint that is coming tomorrow. I'm hoping all of this will be over and done with by Friday so I can put my apartment back in order. Messes like this make me edgy. I keep wanting to clean things up.
Can deal with messes in other people's homes but not in my own or at my own desk. I leave work? It's neat. One stack of files, neatly arranged. My desk never looks like a tornado hit it when I leave and seldom during the day, no matter how busy I am. Like I said, neat. Not a neat freak - mind you, I have my nests and my piles and I don't always put things in order, clothes get shoved in drawers all the time. But no clothes ever on the floor.
And visible dirt? Annoys me. I think it has to do with allergies to dust and mold and well, I was raised to believe that bugs and spiders crawled into unmade beds and clothes on the floor...plus a stint as a candy stripper (hospital volunteer) in high school to get confirmed as a Catholic. (To be confirmed or become a full-fledged Catholic, you must complete so many hours of community service and tell people how it affected you and your relationship with God. ) Don't ask, did it when I was 14 or 15. 38 now. No frigging memory of it, except for the following things - "Bare Essence was a great read in a magazine but a horrid movie/miniseries", butterfingers yum - but haven't tasted as good since, hospitals are hell or purgatory and I never want to go into one again, the beginning of my career as a glorified file clerk - hooray, cool girl who smoked would make great nurse someday since she was always up chatting with the patients in the cancer unit - took me up once to chat...but I was always uneasy, never knew what to do, the volunteer organizer had to have been stoned...clearly not meant for a career in nursing, medicine or the healing arts. Apparently remember more than I thought.
Wonder I ever got confirmed. Not overly surprising I stopped practicing in my 20s and haven't practiced since, though. God and me? We have an understanding. Religion and me? Not so much. The Bible? Figured out ages ago that it was anthology of collaborative works - containing fables, folklore, poetry, songs, short stories, historical records, and morality plays. Problem is, no one can seem to figure out which is which. Plus, they can't seem to agree on which translation is the most accurate. I was taught that no one but a theologian can understand and interpret the Bible - simply because they have been trained in the original language, know some hebrew, latin, greek, etc - and the history of it. So they have just a little bit of an edge over people who haven't studied these things - hence the reason over half of the Catholic mass is a Priest interpreting biblical scripture, through both historical context and metaphor. Assuming you have a good Priest of course. That was what I was taught. I don't necessarily buy all of it. Personally, I don't think Priest's have studied the original language either - would sort of know this since have an uncle who is a Catholic Priest. Religion? It's built on faith not logic. You either believe, don't or you're like me and figure there's a god, but aren't all together sure you trust other people's interpretation of what that God says or wants.
Weird tangent. Sorry. Going to trip off now and watch The Closer.
Will keep this public for time being. Course that means most people won't have a clue what half of this refers to, but what the hey.
I think I've finished chapter 8 of my novel now. Or I hope. Wrote for two hours when I got home. Made dinner, corn on cob, tiny steak, some green beans, and a root beer float with gluten free Mug Root Beer (which I'm told is okay?) Lunch - Thai Kitchen's Mushroom Rice Noodle soup, which may have been too spicy. Maybe won't put in the spice packet next round. Coconut macroone (just cooked cocoonut, chocolat and orange zest and sugar), some plain rice crackers and that's it. Plus loads of water. Food thing is easy when I'm cooking food for myself in my own home. It's going out to eat or eating at work that is going to be the headache. Damn it. How am I going to socialize with folks? We always go out to eat and I always let them pick the place, because a)usually don't care, b) have no patience hunting restaurants, and c) logistics. Ugh. That's what is worrying me the most at the moment. Have been putting off setting up outtings with both CW and cjl because of this problem.
Work is work is work. But not too bad. Answered some questions. Actually somewhat busy, which is good, considering took mind off things.
Came home to apartment messy - but not too messy. They've taped brown paper to the carpet as a liner from door to hole. There's white dust around hole and a broom and the plastic hanging next to it. Throat feels a bit catchy, but I don't think that's do to any dust in the air. Hole is patched. Gray cement over it. Waiting no doubt for the white paint that is coming tomorrow. I'm hoping all of this will be over and done with by Friday so I can put my apartment back in order. Messes like this make me edgy. I keep wanting to clean things up.
Can deal with messes in other people's homes but not in my own or at my own desk. I leave work? It's neat. One stack of files, neatly arranged. My desk never looks like a tornado hit it when I leave and seldom during the day, no matter how busy I am. Like I said, neat. Not a neat freak - mind you, I have my nests and my piles and I don't always put things in order, clothes get shoved in drawers all the time. But no clothes ever on the floor.
And visible dirt? Annoys me. I think it has to do with allergies to dust and mold and well, I was raised to believe that bugs and spiders crawled into unmade beds and clothes on the floor...plus a stint as a candy stripper (hospital volunteer) in high school to get confirmed as a Catholic. (To be confirmed or become a full-fledged Catholic, you must complete so many hours of community service and tell people how it affected you and your relationship with God. ) Don't ask, did it when I was 14 or 15. 38 now. No frigging memory of it, except for the following things - "Bare Essence was a great read in a magazine but a horrid movie/miniseries", butterfingers yum - but haven't tasted as good since, hospitals are hell or purgatory and I never want to go into one again, the beginning of my career as a glorified file clerk - hooray, cool girl who smoked would make great nurse someday since she was always up chatting with the patients in the cancer unit - took me up once to chat...but I was always uneasy, never knew what to do, the volunteer organizer had to have been stoned...clearly not meant for a career in nursing, medicine or the healing arts. Apparently remember more than I thought.
Wonder I ever got confirmed. Not overly surprising I stopped practicing in my 20s and haven't practiced since, though. God and me? We have an understanding. Religion and me? Not so much. The Bible? Figured out ages ago that it was anthology of collaborative works - containing fables, folklore, poetry, songs, short stories, historical records, and morality plays. Problem is, no one can seem to figure out which is which. Plus, they can't seem to agree on which translation is the most accurate. I was taught that no one but a theologian can understand and interpret the Bible - simply because they have been trained in the original language, know some hebrew, latin, greek, etc - and the history of it. So they have just a little bit of an edge over people who haven't studied these things - hence the reason over half of the Catholic mass is a Priest interpreting biblical scripture, through both historical context and metaphor. Assuming you have a good Priest of course. That was what I was taught. I don't necessarily buy all of it. Personally, I don't think Priest's have studied the original language either - would sort of know this since have an uncle who is a Catholic Priest. Religion? It's built on faith not logic. You either believe, don't or you're like me and figure there's a god, but aren't all together sure you trust other people's interpretation of what that God says or wants.
Weird tangent. Sorry. Going to trip off now and watch The Closer.
Will keep this public for time being. Course that means most people won't have a clue what half of this refers to, but what the hey.
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