Tuesday, Sept. 14, 2004
To Everything A Season.
Well at least I hope that this week is over the worst. I was a little disappointed Ė Boss called Tall Guy tonight to handle the studio maintenance, so while he was there (and I wasnít), Tall Guy was also going to work on the other computer tonight. That means he wonít be back Thursday and I donít know when Iíll see him again in any capacity. Darn it. Maybe Friday, depending on what happens with that computer.
Got absolutely no indication of interest from him today but we were both in a pretty big funk when we were talking this afternoon. He wouldnít give me the specifics, just said he had a rough day yesterday. It showed in his eyes, too. In all the times Iíve seen him Iíve never seen him so despondent. It was kind of a mirror of my own mood, so I certainly wasnít about to push the issue. I said I was sorry and let it go at that. Maybe I shouldíve asked him to dinner. To be honest, the way things were going, I figured itíd be my luck to literally burn the house down, even if he didnít laugh me off the planet.
Come to think of it, maybe I shouldíve asked. He looked like he couldíve used the laugh!
While Iím not a huge believer in astrology, I have been kind of surprised by the relative accuracy on Astrology Zone. I donít take the forecasts too seriously. Nonetheless, the author has surprised me again and again by hitting at least in terms of timing. Iíd chalk it up to the power of suggestion, but too many things involved outside influences that I have to assume donít read Susan Miller before they come to harass me. If the astrologer got it right I am about due to win the business-related lottery in the next few weeks. Iíll just have to split it with every other Sagittarius on planet Earth. Hey, maybe Iíll finally get the word on my story. Still no rejection letter Ė nor anything else from the magazine. If itís much longer Iíll be to the point I figure itís not that the storyís being published, itís that the post office did indeed lose the mail when I sent it initially. Heaven knows I could use $1000 about now.
An online friend of mine suggested I try taking melatonin for the insomnia and I bought a bottle tonight, had 00 take me to Wal Mart to get some from the health foods section. Itís working now, all of a sudden Ė so Iím going to call it a night very, very shortly. Now if I can just sleep through until the alarm goes off.
I hope this week improves soon. Iím exhausted physically and emotionally. Supposedly this is my month to shine at work. Well I might have... if it werenít for the wreck, and being so exhausted I canít hold my head up. And one good thing: it's mid-September. We're looking at fall in a few more weeks. Cooler weather ahead, yeah! Thank God for that. Plus since I covered the local election results for the Associated Press again, that's an extra few bucks that should be arriving a few weeks from now. Good thing - I may need the money to eat at the rate I'm going now!
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 - )