Things I overheard while talking to myself

I fixed the hose at work today. And I'm ridiculously proud of myself because of it. Maybe it's because all the boys had left already, or maybe it's just because I know that Jessica didn't get soaked as a result, and since it's below freezing out there that's a very good thing indeed.

I also found out that I'm likely going to have to keep doing stuff like that, since Jeremy gave his two week's notice yesterday. I don't blame him, since he really does put up with way more than his fair share of bullshit up there, and the folks at the main office apparently pushed him too far this time in trying to convince him to stay. I'm actually proud of him, since I know he's been suffering lately and finally stood up for himself. I do have to wonder if I'm cursed somehow, though, since it seems like all the people I actually like down there end up leaving, with a few exceptions (Casey, the gas station girl, is pretty much in the same boat as me and has no plans to leave in the near future).

What's funny is that yesterday as I was driving up the road that the Plant is on I thought I saw Jeremy going down in the other direction, and something seemed off. Sure enough, about an hour earlier he'd given his two week's. I hate being right.

I was also around Jessica and The Chump simultaneously today and discovered that they're like putting a cat and a dog in a small space. I felt like a freakin' babysitter trying to keep them from tearing each other's throats out, and at one point I was tempted to just leave them be for a moment so she could do us all a favor. When the most mature person at your place is an 18 year old girl you know you're in trouble.

But I'll tolerate it, and hopefully we'll get someone new as a manager who can deal with them, run the place effectively, and not drive themselves into the ground while doing it. But that may be asking too much.

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Not lived in the closet and confronted my fear by being out again and again. And I'll be honest: It's been absolutely terrifying at times. Anyone who thinks that homophobia isn't a problem has never walked into a place and been honestly worried about their physical safety, especially when there are so many people out there who make it quite clear that they hate me for just being myself. So I consider that to be something brave I do every day, and it's nothing more than being honest. It's getting easier, but it's still a fight every single day.

I did a little essay on Fuuma's body language over at spectemuragendo. I found some scans from the Infinity artbook and noticed some patterns in the way he's presented. Plus I think it's interesting, and I doubt CLAMP does stuff like by accident.

So it's over here in case anyone finds that interesting. It was sort of fun for me to do, being the information sponge/dork that I am. *flits off*

I guess my sleep patterns are a little off (again) thanks to the decreased sunlight. In particular for the past two days I've been slamming snooze on my alarm clock because I've been woken up in the middle of a dream... and decided to go back to said dream. It took me until after 12 to wake up today, and I missed church Sunday for the same reason. I also have a bit of sinus pressure that's been bugging me, so it's definitely that time of year again.

The two dreams I've had have been interesting, especially in the regard that I actually remember them for the most part.

( More about them )

Anyway, hopefully I'll be able to wake up normally tomorrow and get to school. Then, hopefully, shopping with grandma Wednesday to get clothes. At least I missed the big rush due to circumstances out of my control (what with having to work on our originally planned day) but the Universe seems to balance itself out. Or so I hope.

Not sure quite what I mean by that, but it seemed appropriate. I'm not particularly used to being told something that I was finally assured of yesterday by a close family friend.

"I give you the right to be human, to laugh, to cry, to be happy, to feel sad, to feel angry, and to make mistakes again and again and again."

I'd never heard that before. And I must say it was a relief.