2.15.2003
the day after valentine's day
i must say, i'm very glad that day is over. yesterday actually started out okay, but somehow at the end, it got shot to shit. i went to the lab and since we didn't have any babies come in, it was a pretty lax day and after that, i came home, had lunch and headed off to work. my neat co-workers have this fun little habit to chill out for the beginning of the week and when friday comes, they like to give me a shitload of stuff and then THEY leave early for the weekend. bastards. anyway, that's what ended up happening yesterday and i was pretty aggravated. then, at 4:45pm when i just had to finish up what i was doing, another dude that i work with decided he was too busy to call FEDEX to see if they could deliver something for him on monday since it is a federal holiday and asked me to call them... he obviously didn't see the mass stacks of crap that i had on my desk that i was trying to get out so i could leave the office by 5pm. i was fuming... but i thought... "well, it's valentine's day, so all i have to do is finish this stuff up, get out of here and i could have a nice dinner with andy, my mom, and sister." so i was rushing and trying to get my ass out of there as fast as i could. anyway, dinner didn't work out as planned and as i said earlier, valentine's day was shot to SHIT. but, it's a new day... and i am ready to accept it and move on. what a lame ass day.
i got a letter from kelley yesterday. i wish i could do something to help her. to her, it just seems like her whole life is crashing down around her and i don't blame her for feeling that way. her husband is in the national guard reserves and he got a call the other day telling him he had to have his bags packed cause he was on standby. now, she's scared something is going to happen to him after they just started picking up the pieces of their lives. i think the saddest thing she said in her letter is that she is so scared that something bad is gonna happen, she won't even make plans for the next week. she said she looks at every minute that all of them are alive as a blessing. and i guess that could be a good way to look at things (as in you appreciate all that is around you and don't take any of it for granted), but i think when deep down, all you're really thinking is "the people i love are gonna die any second" really makes it hard to live. i just feel so bad for her. i just really wish i could do something for her.
i must say, i'm very glad that day is over. yesterday actually started out okay, but somehow at the end, it got shot to shit. i went to the lab and since we didn't have any babies come in, it was a pretty lax day and after that, i came home, had lunch and headed off to work. my neat co-workers have this fun little habit to chill out for the beginning of the week and when friday comes, they like to give me a shitload of stuff and then THEY leave early for the weekend. bastards. anyway, that's what ended up happening yesterday and i was pretty aggravated. then, at 4:45pm when i just had to finish up what i was doing, another dude that i work with decided he was too busy to call FEDEX to see if they could deliver something for him on monday since it is a federal holiday and asked me to call them... he obviously didn't see the mass stacks of crap that i had on my desk that i was trying to get out so i could leave the office by 5pm. i was fuming... but i thought... "well, it's valentine's day, so all i have to do is finish this stuff up, get out of here and i could have a nice dinner with andy, my mom, and sister." so i was rushing and trying to get my ass out of there as fast as i could. anyway, dinner didn't work out as planned and as i said earlier, valentine's day was shot to SHIT. but, it's a new day... and i am ready to accept it and move on. what a lame ass day.
i got a letter from kelley yesterday. i wish i could do something to help her. to her, it just seems like her whole life is crashing down around her and i don't blame her for feeling that way. her husband is in the national guard reserves and he got a call the other day telling him he had to have his bags packed cause he was on standby. now, she's scared something is going to happen to him after they just started picking up the pieces of their lives. i think the saddest thing she said in her letter is that she is so scared that something bad is gonna happen, she won't even make plans for the next week. she said she looks at every minute that all of them are alive as a blessing. and i guess that could be a good way to look at things (as in you appreciate all that is around you and don't take any of it for granted), but i think when deep down, all you're really thinking is "the people i love are gonna die any second" really makes it hard to live. i just feel so bad for her. i just really wish i could do something for her.
