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05.03.06 (11:22 am)   [edit]

Boy is today dragging!  I've reorganized the filing cabinet, delivered mail, checked e-mail, booked meetings, and got a bloody nose.  I was at the front desk, and went to the bathroom until it stopped.  I rushed back, ready for lunch, only to discover it's 11, not noon.  How should I be spending my time today?  I've already asked for extra work, but there currently is none...  OK, there was just now, when I didn't have the supplies I need, but that I've persistently asked for, so I had to borrow them from another source.  grrrrr  Isn't it good that God gives us what we need when we ask?  The key word being 'need.'

I met our neighbor friends yesterday.  That's what I like to call them.  They are the ones who are often found sitting in their garage with the door open, having lots of friends over, and drinking beer.  I've wanted to meet them before, but it never seemed the right time.  Yesterday they beckoned me over, and I didn't resist.  They all have an Asian background of some sort.  There were remnants of fish and other meat.  They seemed cool enough, and we chit-chatted for a little bit, 'til 2 of them left for a call (one was on his cell the whole time), so it was just me and one guy, and I left for dinner.  They're probably somewhere close to my age, from what I can tell, and I plan on hanging out there sometimes.  (Amber compares them to the people on That 70's Show, except these can legally drink.)  At least if it's awkward or something, I can just walk next door to go home!  Yay for new people!!

I overheard a conversation the other day- the dad's end of speaking with his college daughter.  He was trying to understand why she can't just finish the class- and was telling her the consequences of failing it.  It seemed close to home, and it was interesting seeing a different side of a person I'd normally only see as scientific.  It's important to remember that people deal with a lot of stuff I/we'll never know about.  That doesn't excuse how they treat us or what they do in response to it, but it sure helps explain some things.

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