
Also, Andy Dick is selling poetry.

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![]() Also, Andy Dick is selling poetry. ![]() This journal has moved to Dreamwidth. Entry originally posted at http://tablesaw.dreamwidth.org/497516.ht Fri, Jun. 1st, 2012, 05:40 pm
Please also note that there the location will be just across Memorial Drive from where it's been in past years. Here's a map with the new location marked: <http://tinyurl.com/bu5mj9e> Enjoy the rain (it's good for your garden!) and I hope to see you in a few weeks. ![]() Fri, Jun. 1st, 2012, 10:23 am
Looked at the Arduino starter book. I read Redemption in Indigo by Karen Lord and Report to the Men's Club by Carol Emshwiller, both excellent. This morning things are a lot better. I swept the floor and tidied up a bit and started laundry. I'm scared to screw up the sciatica again -- it is buzzing and aching. Back to the orthopedist on Monday! Should be some MRI results. I need help with this so bad. It gets unbearable. Also I have cramps and spent yesterday feeling very low and sluggish. I am missing a lot of Moomin's end of school year things. My plan is to get somehow to his dance performance on Saturday. (HOW!? maybe train + taxi on the other end. Then get a ride to train station. Will be v. exhausting. Dread!) Then next Thurs. will take the train down there with my mom for his last day of school, which is Field Day, and I guess train back up with him after school. (Fun but yeah exhausting again.) I am worrying how can I work when I'm like this.... I am still aiming for the beginning of July to start work again. But I wonder if maybe I need to extend it another month. Or do half time at first. August might be more realistic. I wish I were swimming more but the sciatica has set me back a lot. Thu, May. 31st, 2012, 10:21 pm
Wed, May. 30th, 2012, 05:22 pm
Me, to a retiring pillar of my work community: "I hope to look as happy as you do when it's my turn in another 25 years."Co-worker: "...I don't think I can picture you not looking happy." I put myself through a lot of stressful hell to get through my Number Theory class last semester. I cried, I yelled, I railed against my own lack of care (I wound up with a B+, because I worked hard and put a process in place.) I certainly wasn't looking happy then. In the last year, I did a lot of mourning of the opportunities I have chosen not to pursue because I decided to father Melinda. I was crying and whining and not terribly happy then. But, I think he was on to something. In a few years at work, I've gone from 'People don't know how to approach you, you have no tail' to 'People are coming to you all the time for advice and help, and you're great at interacting with our customers.' Somehow, I managed to solve at least some of the social puzzle without trying too hard. I have a job that is technically rewarding and socially invigorating. I have a daughter who is rather attractive and developing normally. I have a wife who is so incredibly loving and supporting, and who I get to support in very real ways. And I have friends of just about any level of intimacy when I want them. Why shouldn't this man be smiling? Wed, May. 30th, 2012, 12:00 pm
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