August 26th, 2005

dorcas is my muse.

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I've just had the most unexpected hankering for Thai food.  Mmm.  Maybe dinner Saturday night before the drinking.  I shall ponder this.

In my soon-to-be-gone job, there are several other girls working.  They are all my age, and I've worked with them for pretty much the entire time I've been here.  One of them lived on my floor freshman year and actually got me this job, and one other I have gone to school with for eight years.  But one way or another, this line was drawn between me and everyone else.  Maybe it's because I was given a different job and worked under a separate boss.  More likely than not, the guilty party is my personality.  I kind of distinguish myself from them, not because I'm above them or anything because that is certainly not true.  I've found that I have separated myself from them somehow.  Not that it matters much.  I mean, you go to work to work.  But there are times I kind of wish I was closer to them.  They are good friends and talk about their problems, and I can hear most of what they are saying.  Broken relationships, problems with families.  And I get this swelling in my heart.  Because no matter how irked I feel at not being considered through my own trials (as many of them as I have had), I want to comfort them as they comfort each other.  But it's not my place.

No playing at work today, which is just as well.  I can't handle these people who just want to hop around and blow kisses and flirt.  Honestly.  Let's get to the action.

Living at home hasn't really been living at home.  The biggest benefits of living at home are making dinner with Dad and being with my dog and ... actually, that's about it.  After dinner both Mom and Dad immediately fall asleep until it's time for bed, so that doesn't leave much.  For the past two weeks I've been going out to lots of dinners and evening affairs, then coming home and sacking out so I can get some sleep before getting up early for work.  More often than not I head over to Scott's house to hang with our friends, play video games, watch television, and just have a nice time.

Pat Robertson is known for saying, "
We don't need another $200 billion war to get rid of one, you know, strong-arm dictator."  For once, I can agree with him.  And let me tell you, that's hard for me to say.
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