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Oct. 28th, 2004 11:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
podlingWork is in an odd holding pattern. I have a new job that I can't start just yet. Yesterday I had to write an ad for my current job... that was weird. We need someone here before I can leave though, so. I have things to do here still, but starting in takes more than it should and finishing takes less.
I haven't gone to the movies lately. There's actually been very little I wanted to see, sad and unusual as that state of affairs is. The Machinist is playing in NYC, that I do want to see. Quite a bit. But lately time and events seem to fly by, and I keep thinking I'll look up and it'll actually be Thanksgiving Day. At that point I will be wondering how I got there, both in time and distance. The time flies. The distance is great. I am happy where I am now, but I keep wondering when I'll be changing everything and following the plan to move back to MA. I don't miss my family, but I do. My job isn't everything, it's barely even a career as such things go, but it's something. Life goes on.
This coming year I plan to go back to traveling. It feels like that's a big part of what's been missing the last year or so. I have traveled, but not as much nor as far afield, I've been more settled here. I miss my friends in the UK, think of them often, and I also want to go to other new and different places. So definitely Italy this year, maybe England if I can manage it. Have to renew my passport probably, it's about that time, and I'd like my file with the government to become thicker. "She likes legos," it will say, followed by "and her travels have been few and far between in the last few years." Josh is off traveling the big wide world now. His file says, "He has a book of plans, one page says he's going to dig a hole, the other says make macaroni & cheese. He also knows his way around places. Good at camping." It seems odd, not having seen or spoken to him in weeks, though it's not odd really, it's just odd not having the option.
The boy who sent me roses on my birthday called the other night but didn't actually get to speak to me. We don't connect, phonewise. I haven't spoken with him in almost a year now. The roses were very nice, I wonder if I'll tell him that if I speak to him again. Possibly, possibly not. When a year goes by between conversations, they tend not to follow any kind of set pattern of logic.
Oh, and yesterday I allowed Tony to photograph me repeatedly, so perhaps eventually there will be an actual recent pic for people to look at. Maybe.
I haven't gone to the movies lately. There's actually been very little I wanted to see, sad and unusual as that state of affairs is. The Machinist is playing in NYC, that I do want to see. Quite a bit. But lately time and events seem to fly by, and I keep thinking I'll look up and it'll actually be Thanksgiving Day. At that point I will be wondering how I got there, both in time and distance. The time flies. The distance is great. I am happy where I am now, but I keep wondering when I'll be changing everything and following the plan to move back to MA. I don't miss my family, but I do. My job isn't everything, it's barely even a career as such things go, but it's something. Life goes on.
This coming year I plan to go back to traveling. It feels like that's a big part of what's been missing the last year or so. I have traveled, but not as much nor as far afield, I've been more settled here. I miss my friends in the UK, think of them often, and I also want to go to other new and different places. So definitely Italy this year, maybe England if I can manage it. Have to renew my passport probably, it's about that time, and I'd like my file with the government to become thicker. "She likes legos," it will say, followed by "and her travels have been few and far between in the last few years." Josh is off traveling the big wide world now. His file says, "He has a book of plans, one page says he's going to dig a hole, the other says make macaroni & cheese. He also knows his way around places. Good at camping." It seems odd, not having seen or spoken to him in weeks, though it's not odd really, it's just odd not having the option.
The boy who sent me roses on my birthday called the other night but didn't actually get to speak to me. We don't connect, phonewise. I haven't spoken with him in almost a year now. The roses were very nice, I wonder if I'll tell him that if I speak to him again. Possibly, possibly not. When a year goes by between conversations, they tend not to follow any kind of set pattern of logic.
Oh, and yesterday I allowed Tony to photograph me repeatedly, so perhaps eventually there will be an actual recent pic for people to look at. Maybe.
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Date: 2004-10-28 11:38 am (UTC)I think you and your fans will be pleased. Hope you had fun last night
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