Life, the universe, and everything
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brightbluegirlLife is pretty good.
Yesterday I worked with my manager, the sci-fi author. We had fun. And one thing I like about him is that we don't have to talk. So we might say something, then say something else, then we don't talk until something else interesting pops up.
I like that. Sometimes work is the closest thing I have to time to myself these days.
Anyway, I like this guy, a lot. I consider him a friend. He reminds me of Aaron and Cam and all the smart cynical bastard funny friends I have. The kind of friends that you can trade nasty comments with and it's just funny. So yesterday I finally got up the guts to sort of explain that I felt that way and that I would think it neat if we all got together, but that I have felt constrained because he doesn't hang out with anyone from work. And he said that doesn't mean we can't go for dinner sometime, and I said that would not suck, since we already have plans to hang out for dinner when he and his wife go to Toronto in September for the Sci-Fi con there, and it would suck to wait that long to do dinner. (Assuming we move to anywhere in Ontario)
It was all so surreal. I felt exactly as if I'd just asked someone out on a date. Nervous and wierd and everything.
So now I can wait for an appropriate length of time... I'm thinking 3 or 4 weeks, and then say "hey, do you guys want to do dinner" As IF the defining moment letting me know whether or not it's ok to hang out didn't just happen.
I'm such a wienie.
I applied to one job yesterday. A good job in Vancouver. The company had two positions available that were perfect for me. One a peon, the other, a team lead. I applied only to the team lead position, and I'm still agonizing over what the message to the company would be if I applied to both.
I'm not going to do anything until I figure it out.
My manager wrote me a letter of reference. I'm putting blurbs from letters of reference in my cover letters. I figure there is no better way of getting those reference across early. Anyway, he said:
"Lisa has earned the respect of her co-workers, managers, and clients. She has the technical intelligence to understand complexities quickly and communicate that knowledge clearly. She has a talent for seeing processes clearly and offering constructive suggestions without criticism. She is exactly the kind of employee (company name) most values and appreciates, and I expect any company invested in its own success would be lucky to have her. I don't look forward to trying to replace her."
He also said "she has been consistently one of our best employees" and "she has proven herself dependable even under unpleasant circumstances".
Too cool.
Andrew worked for my coworker all day yesterday. This is the single mom he's working for. She's been saying and saying and saying about how she can't afford to pay much and everything, so when he called to say she'd offered to buy us sushi, my first response was "She doesn't mean that's the payment, is it????"
But she also gave him money, too. He made $100 from her this week, AND we got free sushi out of the deal.
Sweet. Ass.
Shocked the hell out of me. But it seems that him working is going to be pretty lucrative after all... we might actually be able to buy camping stuff, go to San Francisco, AND put some extra into savings!!!
So we had a lovely meal, I was my charming self, we chattered and laughed and I even got her teens talking, and it was all good. We have plans to watch some silly movies together. Well. Tenta-plans. No actual date.
We got home just before 8, did our 3 hour workout (which took 3 hours and 10 minutes, but who's counting? Oh, yeah. me), and fell into bed at 11:30. I had absolutely NO PAGES overnight or this morning, and I woke up 5 minutes before the alarm, as it should be. I thought I would be more tired than usual because of the time change, but I feel good.
Working out makes me feel more alive. The day after lifting weights, I can feel all my muscles just a little bit more (ok, some of them, a LOT more). I have a tendency to live in my head and to forget about my body. But when I work out... ohh do I feel alive. Getting a tattoo does the same thing for me - hence my love of tattoos.
I weighed and measured myself this morning. 23lbs to go to goal, and I lost some inches everywhere - particularly in spots that are sticky, like my thighs and calves and biceps. Today I feel as if I really am moving the right way, I just need to keep doing what I'm doing, and it will eventually happen. It might happen slower than I'd hoped, but it IS happening. And as long as I keep evolving our exercising and working out, I'll continue to see results. I have to appreciate that just because I put that arbitrary date of my 30th birthday as the time to reach my goal, that doesn't mean it's right.
After all, if, when I turn 30, I'm an active, healthy, energetic person who has exercise in her life every day, and healthy eating habits, I'll still be a success. The most important goal - the goal of sustainability - will be in my grasp.
On Tuesday we're going to bike to the foothills, go for a hike and a picnic, and bike home. On the map it appears to be the same distance (or close to it) as the gardens we went to on Monday. I'm excited. :D
Yesterday I worked with my manager, the sci-fi author. We had fun. And one thing I like about him is that we don't have to talk. So we might say something, then say something else, then we don't talk until something else interesting pops up.
I like that. Sometimes work is the closest thing I have to time to myself these days.
Anyway, I like this guy, a lot. I consider him a friend. He reminds me of Aaron and Cam and all the smart cynical bastard funny friends I have. The kind of friends that you can trade nasty comments with and it's just funny. So yesterday I finally got up the guts to sort of explain that I felt that way and that I would think it neat if we all got together, but that I have felt constrained because he doesn't hang out with anyone from work. And he said that doesn't mean we can't go for dinner sometime, and I said that would not suck, since we already have plans to hang out for dinner when he and his wife go to Toronto in September for the Sci-Fi con there, and it would suck to wait that long to do dinner. (Assuming we move to anywhere in Ontario)
It was all so surreal. I felt exactly as if I'd just asked someone out on a date. Nervous and wierd and everything.
So now I can wait for an appropriate length of time... I'm thinking 3 or 4 weeks, and then say "hey, do you guys want to do dinner" As IF the defining moment letting me know whether or not it's ok to hang out didn't just happen.
I'm such a wienie.
I applied to one job yesterday. A good job in Vancouver. The company had two positions available that were perfect for me. One a peon, the other, a team lead. I applied only to the team lead position, and I'm still agonizing over what the message to the company would be if I applied to both.
I'm not going to do anything until I figure it out.
My manager wrote me a letter of reference. I'm putting blurbs from letters of reference in my cover letters. I figure there is no better way of getting those reference across early. Anyway, he said:
"Lisa has earned the respect of her co-workers, managers, and clients. She has the technical intelligence to understand complexities quickly and communicate that knowledge clearly. She has a talent for seeing processes clearly and offering constructive suggestions without criticism. She is exactly the kind of employee (company name) most values and appreciates, and I expect any company invested in its own success would be lucky to have her. I don't look forward to trying to replace her."
He also said "she has been consistently one of our best employees" and "she has proven herself dependable even under unpleasant circumstances".
Too cool.
Andrew worked for my coworker all day yesterday. This is the single mom he's working for. She's been saying and saying and saying about how she can't afford to pay much and everything, so when he called to say she'd offered to buy us sushi, my first response was "She doesn't mean that's the payment, is it????"
But she also gave him money, too. He made $100 from her this week, AND we got free sushi out of the deal.
Sweet. Ass.
Shocked the hell out of me. But it seems that him working is going to be pretty lucrative after all... we might actually be able to buy camping stuff, go to San Francisco, AND put some extra into savings!!!
So we had a lovely meal, I was my charming self, we chattered and laughed and I even got her teens talking, and it was all good. We have plans to watch some silly movies together. Well. Tenta-plans. No actual date.
We got home just before 8, did our 3 hour workout (which took 3 hours and 10 minutes, but who's counting? Oh, yeah. me), and fell into bed at 11:30. I had absolutely NO PAGES overnight or this morning, and I woke up 5 minutes before the alarm, as it should be. I thought I would be more tired than usual because of the time change, but I feel good.
Working out makes me feel more alive. The day after lifting weights, I can feel all my muscles just a little bit more (ok, some of them, a LOT more). I have a tendency to live in my head and to forget about my body. But when I work out... ohh do I feel alive. Getting a tattoo does the same thing for me - hence my love of tattoos.
I weighed and measured myself this morning. 23lbs to go to goal, and I lost some inches everywhere - particularly in spots that are sticky, like my thighs and calves and biceps. Today I feel as if I really am moving the right way, I just need to keep doing what I'm doing, and it will eventually happen. It might happen slower than I'd hoped, but it IS happening. And as long as I keep evolving our exercising and working out, I'll continue to see results. I have to appreciate that just because I put that arbitrary date of my 30th birthday as the time to reach my goal, that doesn't mean it's right.
After all, if, when I turn 30, I'm an active, healthy, energetic person who has exercise in her life every day, and healthy eating habits, I'll still be a success. The most important goal - the goal of sustainability - will be in my grasp.
On Tuesday we're going to bike to the foothills, go for a hike and a picnic, and bike home. On the map it appears to be the same distance (or close to it) as the gardens we went to on Monday. I'm excited. :D
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Date: 2003-04-06 01:43 pm (UTC)With your boss/new friend.. I don't think you need to wait 3-4 weeks. Perhaps find a restaurant that you've "been dying to try out" in his part of town, or one that is fun in your area that you want to take them to. Maybe in a few weeks.. but why wait a month?
That is a GREAT letter of rec from your boss! I would hire you!
Go for the Team Lead position.. ALWAYS shoot for the stars.
Sounds like everything is going well otherwise!
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Date: 2003-04-07 07:25 am (UTC)Sweet. :D
Bonne chance
Date: 2003-04-07 07:47 am (UTC)Cam >B)