Kevin's Watch

Cambo...
You are Loved.

Cambo wrote:I *am* taking action, not just ranting at the stars, and I do think the path I've chosen will turn out for the best. I just get scared about it sometimes.

Onward and upward man. No regrets.

--A

Cambo wrote:...
Eff, sorry if my language offended you. It was rudeness most certainly directed at Shur_Lord's employers and not the Lord himself.
...

Absolutely fine) It was only because I thought it was about shur-Lord's most recent words.

Cambo wrote:...
The rest of your advice is sound, you are correct, thank you.

I *am* taking action, not just ranting at the stars, and I do think the path I've chosen will turn out for the best. I just get scared about it sometimes.

Good, go on like that and don't be scared, it will turn out somehow anyway, being scared is usually no help. Hope it will turn out for the better soon

Cambo wrote: Also, I feel confused and scared about where my own life is going. Seems like I don't have the moral character to make my own structureless decisions. But the structure I had before wasn't working for me. What do I do? Where do I fit in? When will this selfpitying rant end? No easy answers.

I am not sure you are talking about leaving school or if there is something else you are talking about, but moral character has nada to do with it. You are choosing to find another path. It would be immoral (or at least not true to yourself) to go the path society dictates just for conformity sake. I am reading Razor's Edge right now. Admittedly the book has a great deal of pomposity and drivel (you can tell I'm not loving it ) but the main character, Larry, is going through exactly what you are going through. He chose not to go to school, not to take a regular job and to take another path. Society could not accept his decisions. But he accepted them, which led to peace inside himself.

I left school at your age and did not return for many years. I feel comfortable in the decision I made and hope you find that peace as well.

Cameraman Jenn wrote:My troubles trump all of yours! I am about to go brave the DMV.

I had to do that last week. Here is what it involves in Jos- a city of a million people:

• Go to the DMV and copy instructions from a hand-written notice taped to the window.
  Proceed to follow the directions, which include:
  Going home to make several photocopies of various items.
  Go online and fill out a form, get a printout.
  Go to a bank to pay a fee, only to be told you need one more form.
  Go to the nearest internet cafe, and find out the DMV website is down. Wait 30 minutes.
  Get the form and return to the bank, pay the fee and get the receipt.
  Go to the DMV with the forms, pay them more money. Put your fingerprints on the forms, which they'll never be able to use because the stamp pad is out of ink.
  Go to a photocopy shop because the DMV won't do it for you.
  Go back to the DMV and wake up the woman sleeping on her desk. Give her all the photocopies, passport pictures, forms, receipts and so on so she can stamp it with her big special stamp.
  Be told to come back in two weeks when they'll take my picture and make the license-- that is, if there is electricity.

The ironic thing is that all of the forms, receipts, and photocopies that I spent 5 hours assembling are bundled into a big bundle and stuffed into a grain sack and piled in a corner. They are not filed, or entered into a computer, or stored in any retrievable order. It always makes me think of Stanislaw Lem's The Building.

Menolly wrote:Cambo...
You are Loved.

And what a blessing it is! Thank you for the support everyone. Much love.

Cameraman Jenn wrote:Sorry Sarge, struck out on the lottery tickets.

as did ours.

leg is better today - so i am assuming positional discomfort was the culprit. still no wheel chair, so i may not be going to houston on friday with julie.

life sure is hard.

Bad day for me. I went to get an EMG and felt like it was some kind of torture. They stick needles in your legs and back, then send shocks into your nerves. It was horrible. Yuck. It hurt a lot.

Then I took my dog to the dog park and she immediately attacked another dog for no reason at all. She caused the poor thing damage, there was blood. So I gave the owner my name and phone number, told him I would cover the vet bill. I don't know what I am going to do about her. I bought her a training collar. She reacts to the sound when she is not fixated on another dog. But she does not react to the shock at all.......nada. So I tested it, thought maybe it wasn't working but oh boy oh boy it is working.

Anyway just a shockingly lousy day all around.

Sorry to hear that, Lorin...but at least you've still got your ability to pun!

deer of the dawn wrote:...Here is what it involves in Jos...

...The ironic thing is that all of the forms, receipts, and photocopies that I spent 5 hours assembling are bundled into a big bundle and stuffed into a grain sack and piled in a corner.

Ah, Africa. Gotta love it.

--A

Avatar wrote:

deer of the dawn wrote:...Here is what it involves in Jos...

...The ironic thing is that all of the forms, receipts, and photocopies that I spent 5 hours assembling are bundled into a big bundle and stuffed into a grain sack and piled in a corner.

Ah, Africa. Gotta love it.

--A

You do, or you'll go crazy.

No words of wisdom, Cambo, but *hugs*.


I'm a grumpy Sea today. Men can be totally unreasonable. Ok, sorry: *people* can be totally unreasonable, but I'm having man problems so I'm grumpy with them today...well, not all men, just one in particular. He can BITE ME!

Yep, feelin' sorry for myself!

have you ever seen a dog that sits on the couch this way? And she is holding her toy with her paw. It cracks me up every time.

That's awesome.

Thank you, Seareach! Hugs to you for you man troubles.

Hugs all 'round, in fact.

Tomorrow's Friday, thank the gods....

So the annual yarn crawl (it's like a pub crawl, except you get drunk on yarn ) is coming up. I was supposed to go with two of my friends to get our special totes tonight. If you show your tote while you're on the crawl, you get 20% most anything you buy. Anyhow, I sent a confirmation e-mail to my friends and one of them responded, "Well, I can go, but (other person) is in the hospital." Something about dehydration caused by a new medication she's on. This whole "getting older" thing is terribly inconvenient....

I don't have a day off until Tuesday. >.< Hate weeks like this, I can't even remember what day it is.

We had a bit of excitement at work tonight. We found out we got hit by a serious professional thief on Monday. Found out by a customer opening an ideapad tablet right after he bought it cuz he wanted to play with it right away and there was no ideapad in the box. It had been very carefully wrapped and sealed and shrinkwrapped and our warehouse stickers had been carefully attached to the outside of the new shrinkwrap. I tracked the return and found the girl and she was very careful about keeping her face off the main door camera. She had on sunglasses when she entered and right away she put her hand up in front of her face and leaned her head down so her hand and hair covered her in the guise of removing her sunglasses until she turned her back to the camera. We only got a 3/4 face shot of her from a different camera when she left. She even went so far as to wrap old cd's in carefully cut cardboard inside the packaging so at quick glance, if we DID open it, it was the right size and shape and weight. She also replaced the ideapad cables with other electrical cables that could easily pass for the right cables. She was in her twenties at best guess, white and pretty large but dressed very stylishly and very clean cut looking and very collected about the whole thing. I seriously don't think that the level of theft that goes on in retail stores will ever cease to amaze me. Sal didn't even bat an eye, he just overrode the return with his authorization and walked away.

They're coming out of the woodwork this week.

New one on me too.

I left a half dozen empty pen packages on Kin's desk last night that Caitlin and I found during closing. I wish I could close off the morality side of my nature because I could make a killing being a thief and hitting retail stores. Too bad my father raised me to be honest, earn my living and care about ethical behaviour.