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deathpixie) wrote2001-09-11 07:42 pm
deathpixie) wrote2001-09-11 07:42 pm
Small steps.
When I have a task in front of me, a large one, I tend to break it down into smaller, more easily-dealt with pieces. It's something I need to remember to do more often, methinks. I've been careering from high to low, from one extreme to the other, and I think it's time I slowed myself down, calmed things down, gave myself time to process and think, and not just react, like I have been. My emotions aren't the most reliable part of my judgement, at the moment, and I need to start using my head again, instead of my heart.
Time to break things down into smaller parts.
***
I rode the mountain bikeinto work today - it's been neglected for almost two months, and I felt it needed a run. So did I; the MTB uses slightly different muscle groups, being set up differently to the touring bike. And as always, I had fun hooning my way down the bike path, swerving around the school kids. Must take it out on the dirt on Thursday.
***
Sometimes I almost scare myself. Remember how I took Monday off work? Well, Peter, my boss, asked me today if he'd told me about needing me to work all day on Friday, because Paula has a doctor's appointment and he'll be in late. He hadn't, but the freaky part was that I'd not come into work that Monday, as I was supposed to do, but didn't need to if I was going to be working on Friday.
Psychic Rossi strikes again. :)
Of course, I forgot to send off the expense account form for my trip down to Melbourne last Tuesday - I'll have to remind myself tomorrow. Mind you, it wasn't entirely my fault I forogt - court was just solid. So much work - we sat without a break until 1pm, at which time I decided Mr Hardy really needed a break (he'd driven up from Melbourne that morning, after his wife had been in hospital for surgery last week and he was looking after their baby). We started up again at 2pm, and at 4 Paula came in and took over, with two matters involving people still left to go. There was also a bunch of non-people things, like warrants for non appearance and the drunks (people found drunk in public - obnoxiously so, usually - are locke dup for four hours, and then released. In court, the matter is simply dismissed). I have no idea what time they finished - one of the things left was a children's protection matter that has been haunting us for years, apparently. The mother is basically incapable of looking after her kids, but fights tooth and nail to keep them. Poor little beggers. I can understand why she fights so hard - any mother would - but she's just so destructive as a parent, I can see it damaging the kids, even in the few months I've been around for the case.
I reiterate - people should have to get a licence to have children. Involving some kind of test of suitablility.
***
I've been semi-productive: I answered several outstanding emails tonight, so my inbox is slightly less full. I'm hopeless. But having only spam in my inbox today when I logged on was a reminder that you have to send mail to get mail. So my conscience has been eased - outstanding email is like a nagging toothache. ;)
I also mailed off Raph's birthday prezzie. Nothing major, but I'm hoping she'll like it.
***
Oh, and one other thing? Promise me you people will hit me over the head with something next time I get that mopey? *hides face* Oh, some of the things I've said over the past week... it's worse than posting whilst drunk.
Time to break things down into smaller parts.
***
I rode the mountain bikeinto work today - it's been neglected for almost two months, and I felt it needed a run. So did I; the MTB uses slightly different muscle groups, being set up differently to the touring bike. And as always, I had fun hooning my way down the bike path, swerving around the school kids. Must take it out on the dirt on Thursday.
***
Sometimes I almost scare myself. Remember how I took Monday off work? Well, Peter, my boss, asked me today if he'd told me about needing me to work all day on Friday, because Paula has a doctor's appointment and he'll be in late. He hadn't, but the freaky part was that I'd not come into work that Monday, as I was supposed to do, but didn't need to if I was going to be working on Friday.
Psychic Rossi strikes again. :)
Of course, I forgot to send off the expense account form for my trip down to Melbourne last Tuesday - I'll have to remind myself tomorrow. Mind you, it wasn't entirely my fault I forogt - court was just solid. So much work - we sat without a break until 1pm, at which time I decided Mr Hardy really needed a break (he'd driven up from Melbourne that morning, after his wife had been in hospital for surgery last week and he was looking after their baby). We started up again at 2pm, and at 4 Paula came in and took over, with two matters involving people still left to go. There was also a bunch of non-people things, like warrants for non appearance and the drunks (people found drunk in public - obnoxiously so, usually - are locke dup for four hours, and then released. In court, the matter is simply dismissed). I have no idea what time they finished - one of the things left was a children's protection matter that has been haunting us for years, apparently. The mother is basically incapable of looking after her kids, but fights tooth and nail to keep them. Poor little beggers. I can understand why she fights so hard - any mother would - but she's just so destructive as a parent, I can see it damaging the kids, even in the few months I've been around for the case.
I reiterate - people should have to get a licence to have children. Involving some kind of test of suitablility.
***
I've been semi-productive: I answered several outstanding emails tonight, so my inbox is slightly less full. I'm hopeless. But having only spam in my inbox today when I logged on was a reminder that you have to send mail to get mail. So my conscience has been eased - outstanding email is like a nagging toothache. ;)
I also mailed off Raph's birthday prezzie. Nothing major, but I'm hoping she'll like it.
***
Oh, and one other thing? Promise me you people will hit me over the head with something next time I get that mopey? *hides face* Oh, some of the things I've said over the past week... it's worse than posting whilst drunk.
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I promise. I also promise that the next time you feel embarassed about being mopey in your LJ, I will without fail remind you of a certain lunch where a certain Death Pixie told me, slightly paraphrased here: "If you can't rant in your LiveJournal, where can you rant?"
*looks innocent*
Curses! Foiled agina!
I knew one day those words would come back to haunt me...
I'm not saying that I can't rant in my LJ per se (and man, am I using that expression a lot today!), more just that I have a tendency to run off the rails into Angst Central if someone doesn't bap me and tell me to stop being so bloody melodramatic. ;) You're right, I should stop apologising so bloody much for having bad feelings, but it's true, being angsty is like being drunk, you do and say things you cringe to remember later. Sometimes you need the equivalent of a strong black coffee. ;)
*decides on the hug, and hugs Yasmin* Thanks mate.
BTW, what day do you want to come up here for GASP? There's a train at 5.10 pm on the Thursday or the Friday, depending on when you have classes. And what day to get back? There's the Sunday 2.53 pm, or the 4.48pm. Let me know so I can book your ticket. ;)
Re: Curses! Foiled agina!
As I don't have classes on Thursdays OR Fridays, I am not averse to spending even more time with you. ;) The Sunday 4.48 train is fine with me -- only the Writing Fiction class on Monday demands that I actually look at my readings. *grins*
And if I haven't made it clear before... THANK YOU! THANK YOU THANK YOU! *smooch*