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Tuesday, Nov. 08, 2005
Turkey Tapdance


The issues with the Internet connection at work have been fixed, finally (I think.) Our modem went belly-up. The connection was on for maybe a minute or two (if we were lucky) then stuck out its tongue and gave us a nice big, juicy, "PFFFFFTTT!!" Then two or three minutes later it would be working - for a minute or two.

The cable company just left after replacing the modem. It'll be wonderful to have a reliable connection, something that hasn't been the case for a while now. I suspect that part of the problem was getting hit by lightning a couple of months back. With the intermittent signal, it's been impossible to download our syndicated programs. Cross your fingers that the modem replacement really solved the problem. Otherwise I'll have to go home to download the programs, record them to a CD, and bring them in, then edit them as needed.

Gotta love doing twice the work for the same result.

I talked on the phone last night - finally - to Mr. Complicated. We actually do share a lot of views, but I am very wary of some of those complications. On the other hand, he's one of the only men with whom I've talked for whom relocating HERE not only wouldn't be an issue, it would be a good move for him. There's something to be said for that.

I don't know if there were any real surprises on either side. He's got a lot of history to overcome, but who doesn't? He has no kids, just a dog; he's a distance truck driver and likes what he does. I guess a lot of women have a problem with the fact that as a driver, he has to be gone sometimes for several weeks at a time. I don't know if that would become an issue for me in the long run or not, as I've never been with anyone for very long who actually worked for a living. That isn't a zinger, it's a simple fact of life.

There are some other extenuating circumstances with Mr. Complicated, some of them pretty extreme. Nothing insurmountable, though they're significant enough that we both have to look at them very closely. He's very literate, very well-spoken, plus has web-building abilities, so if there's a lull in the trucking hours he said he'd love to pick up some of the slack in the web work, things I've had to turn down in the past.

There are some possibilities there for a business partner, anyway.

Unfortunately so far, there are also really no sparks. I find him interesting, certainly have sympathy for his plight - just not sure that there's any hope of it becoming more than friendship. I don't know if that would be enough for either of us.

At this point I am about ready to write off everything and everyone in terms of romance. I'm not a social creature and this seems like a heck of a lot of work when I am content alone. I find myself wondering how much I really want someone in my life when I am so quick to find problems with anyone new. Granted, some of the issues are kind of glaring, but still...

It's been a looooong start to the week. After sleeping virtually all day Saturday and all night Saturday night, I couldn't sleep at ALL Sunday night, so yesterday I was thisclose to sick. I went to bed last night within an hour of getting home, but Mr. Complicated's phone call woke me around 8:30-ish; we talked until well after 10:30, then I got online to read a couple of diaries and went to bed a little before midnight, and was up about 5:30, got ready in record time and was out the door by 5:45. I could've slept for another day or so and it wouldn't have broken my heart. These irregular sleeping patterns are brought to you by Recurring Depression and Oncoming Cold, familiar sponsors in this lifetime.

San Diego is sounding better all the time - I'm looking forward to meeting Poolagirl and seeing her play, and to meeting Nici and doing the road trip! We were comparing notes on music to take along for the trip, an area where fortunately our tastes coincide. Of course I like most genres, so the odds were in our favor. I just hope this cold is out of the way BEFORE Thanksgiving weekend.

Yet more fun with politicians. Gee, how strange that the current US political regime routinely uses insider information for fiscal gain! After all, they're such paragons of professionalism and integrity!

Well, I am out of here for lunch, after writing this in about twenty-odd segments. I told the boss I'm taking a long weekend for Thanksgiving - his response? "GOOD. You deserve it."

I love this job.

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )