Musings before sleep.
Mar. 22nd, 2001 10:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's great being able to look around me, and see somethign other than buildings; I was walking back fromt he shop with the milk, and I looked over towards the hills at the back of this part of Wodonga, and I could see the mist hugging the hilltops, and the trees, and I remember feeling more at peace than I have in a long time. It as like being on the farm again, the one we had when I was in high school, the first home we owned after a childhood of Army housing, and more than anything just then I wanted to walk up to the top of those hills and feel the mist on my face, the cold air biting my nose and ears. Of course, I couldn't just then, because I had the milk in my hand and it was getting dark, but it was a tempting thought, nonetheless. I'd forgotten how much I love this country.
Not quite as tired tonight, although I was glad BRM made dinner - risotto, something I can't do, with my rice curse. And I got another shoulder rub, although I hope I haven't ruined the good result by sitting at the computer writing another RR post. Still feel sorta crappy; could just be my period, although scratchy sore throats aren't amoung my usual PMT symptoms.
(Side note: why is it something so normal has to involve so much pain, mess and inconvenience? Bah.)
I'm feeling very accomplished. I learned a couple of things today:
*How to avoid the simple posting screen on livejournal *bestows Tim Tams of thanks on Indigo*
*How to post to other comunity journals. Big d'uh to me.
*Where they keep the protection applications for kids at work that aren't on the system.
I also got to meet the boss of the region, David. Pretty cool bloke, and he's going to keep fighting to get my position made full time, which would be great. However, he's been trying for years, so I won't hold my breath. :P
Funny endnote: In my Collective Mutants stories, I had a character called Talon, a wanna-be mutant who had his face tattooed and his teeth filed to points. Today I filed papers relating to a kid called... I kid you not... Talon. I swear, some of the mothers around here are on crack when they name their children.
Not quite as tired tonight, although I was glad BRM made dinner - risotto, something I can't do, with my rice curse. And I got another shoulder rub, although I hope I haven't ruined the good result by sitting at the computer writing another RR post. Still feel sorta crappy; could just be my period, although scratchy sore throats aren't amoung my usual PMT symptoms.
(Side note: why is it something so normal has to involve so much pain, mess and inconvenience? Bah.)
I'm feeling very accomplished. I learned a couple of things today:
*How to avoid the simple posting screen on livejournal *bestows Tim Tams of thanks on Indigo*
*How to post to other comunity journals. Big d'uh to me.
*Where they keep the protection applications for kids at work that aren't on the system.
I also got to meet the boss of the region, David. Pretty cool bloke, and he's going to keep fighting to get my position made full time, which would be great. However, he's been trying for years, so I won't hold my breath. :P
Funny endnote: In my Collective Mutants stories, I had a character called Talon, a wanna-be mutant who had his face tattooed and his teeth filed to points. Today I filed papers relating to a kid called... I kid you not... Talon. I swear, some of the mothers around here are on crack when they name their children.