I think I've had food poisoning for the last 36 hours. I probably deserve it for stepping foot into a Taco Bell, but let's just say I didn't get a very restful sleep last night.
My bullets aren't working.
Next week I'm hosting my 200-year old company's first GLBT meeting. As the organizers all get together, we're in shock that it's happening. It will just be lunch and a conference call with the CEO, but it's a huge step forward.
I watched the movie
Unforgiven Unfaithful (duh) again last night (it was on TV.) MAN, it's freaky. I love that movie.
I've been wrapped up in worry every second of every day lately. It's ridiculous. I'm not sleeping, I've been hating going to work. It ain't right. I gave myself an attitude adjustment a week or two ago and things are going much better. I'm so prone to take on the stress of the world, and it's just a waste of time. I wish I could learn that once and for all, but I'll settle for learning it over and over, as long as I keep figuring it out.
I'm trying to plan my trips for this year. I'm thinking: Russia, Scandinavia, Montreal, DC (to see the Japanese cherry blossoms!), Nashville, and the Pacific Northwest. These are just some ideas for now . . . the dreaming is almost as fun as the travel.
I did the mock interviews again last Thursday. They were again inspiring and overwhelming. It sure kicks the shit out of any problems you might have. I'm still trying to get in touch with my PLWA buddy. She doesn't have a phone and I've been discouraged that it's three weeks later and I still haven't been able to hook up with her. I'll keep trying.I can't resign myself to live the next
It's cleaning day today. I'll vacuum. Who wants to do the bathrooms?