Ugg.
Tonight I'm very fatigued. Not fatigued as in dressed in army clothes and ready to go to the Eagle, but just exhausted. My thoughts are whirling around my head a million miles out, every once in a while a profound thought gets reeled in and slams through my consciousness leaving me feeling like, "Whoah! What was that? A thought! Wow. Groovy man." Then the thought's gone. Yep, It's been a long week. I now know how to monitor the foreign transactions on all our CheckCards used in a day, recognize patterns of use, recognize counterfeit cards vs. Legitimate cards, check to see the exact instant (down to the 10th of a second)a card was swiped or a number was keyed anywhere in the world... I can balance the six different General ledgers used in my department, I have a fair grasp of the Legaleze terminology of the Federal Reserves' various regulations for banking procedures, I can obtain video to watch a woman press her very large breasts against the camera in an ATM to obscure the camera view as she inserts an empty envelope into the ATM claiming the envelope contained $500 in cash and I can sit and listen to people crying, screaming, swearing at me, etc. then calmly explain that my department is not allowed to care about their living situation, only about their claim with us. I can do all that, now I just need to be able to do all that at the same time. Fun fun. For an in-between-jobs job, this one has lasted three years. I'm so ready for it to be over. I love the people I work with to death, theirs, not mine, may their demise be hastened along.
Funny thing though, With all this, I'm still doin pretty darn good. I've been pruning some dead branches in my life lately and it feels good. Kinda like this little shoot of bamboo I have at work, Everyone thought it was dead when I stuck it in some dirt and started giving it very healthy doses of water. I even had my doubts about it making it. Poor plant. Today though, I was watering it again (I honestly had almost given up on it) when I noticed a little tiny sprig of leaves starting to push through the brown husk. I wanted to help it out, so I peeled off the dead husk and just under the surface the whole stock was green and healthy. That's what I've been working on this week, pruning and peeling the dead stuff away. Severing some old ties and getting rid of stuff I just wanted to hang on to for sentiment. All triggers. Boom. I think once this dead husk I used to call my life is completely peeled away, there's a pretty good one underneath. Excited to see it come out.
Yep. Life is good. I'm exhausted (never tired, you're only tired when you're old and worn out) and I'm rambling. This would be an excellent night to play 'Spill your Guts' (kinda like truth or dare but without the dares and everyone has to answer the questions) because I don't have enough energy to hold anything back and really want to let it all out.
With that I'll pass.
JD
Outlook: Red in the morning, sailors take warning, red at night, sailors delight. Not sure if that's referring to the skies or a ladies dress, but tonight is looking like a night for red.
Current thought: My bed is so far away, in a whole 'nother room AND "wow, in nine days I'll be hitting that age where I think guys are HOT rather than Cute"
Night all.
Funny thing though, With all this, I'm still doin pretty darn good. I've been pruning some dead branches in my life lately and it feels good. Kinda like this little shoot of bamboo I have at work, Everyone thought it was dead when I stuck it in some dirt and started giving it very healthy doses of water. I even had my doubts about it making it. Poor plant. Today though, I was watering it again (I honestly had almost given up on it) when I noticed a little tiny sprig of leaves starting to push through the brown husk. I wanted to help it out, so I peeled off the dead husk and just under the surface the whole stock was green and healthy. That's what I've been working on this week, pruning and peeling the dead stuff away. Severing some old ties and getting rid of stuff I just wanted to hang on to for sentiment. All triggers. Boom. I think once this dead husk I used to call my life is completely peeled away, there's a pretty good one underneath. Excited to see it come out.
Yep. Life is good. I'm exhausted (never tired, you're only tired when you're old and worn out) and I'm rambling. This would be an excellent night to play 'Spill your Guts' (kinda like truth or dare but without the dares and everyone has to answer the questions) because I don't have enough energy to hold anything back and really want to let it all out.
With that I'll pass.
JD
Outlook: Red in the morning, sailors take warning, red at night, sailors delight. Not sure if that's referring to the skies or a ladies dress, but tonight is looking like a night for red.
Current thought: My bed is so far away, in a whole 'nother room AND "wow, in nine days I'll be hitting that age where I think guys are HOT rather than Cute"
Night all.
posted by JD_612 at 9:02 PM
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