It's not what I *REALLY* want to say to you....
2008-01-09 // 10:02 p.m.

Dig the new layout, chickens! Big thanks to the lovely xactlywhoiam. The words are from my beloved Rumi and the page seems to be best viewed with Mozilla.

I'm finally home tonight at a decent hour and can type an entry. On Monday night, I wound up staying at work and helping my ED with some project and getting to the Brooklyn NA meeting late. I shared about what I'm going through with Ellen's lack of communication and that I need a service commitment. I stayed for the business meeting and actually got one at the Area level, which I love.

Last night, I had a Board meeting and then a working dinner at Butter that went until 11 pm! I made The Boss put me in a cab home. The Boss just got home from two weeks in Thailand and since I requested that she bring me back an elephant, she did just that - the coolest desk calendar, wooden with an adorable elephant and these dice-looking date things. Hard to explain but believe me, it's fucking coooooool.

Work is - interesting. I think I've mentioned that we have a new Executive Director. He's a good friend and a great guy - but he's bringing some changes that require paradigm shifting on my department's part, and not all of us are shifting. It's complicated and weird and I can't really get into it, but I'm just focusing on what *I* have to do and if others can't meet that - I'm not sure if I should say something, offer to help make changes or just keep my mouth shut.

In other exciting news, I told Evette that SNG is getting me a mini-trampoline to work out with after surgery. Well, Evette has been freaking out about this, because she lives below me. Check out this email - and remember, this is one of my best friends. Also remember that she is extremely narcissistic, an infamous control freak, pisses off all of her friends, and will never say she's sorry about anything.

No Trampoline...Please

Hey you know how excited I am for you having this new body and all, but the thought of you having
a trampoline in your apt is making me foresee problems. I understand you need to exercise - have your
girlfriend take back the trampoline and get you a membership at Curve located at Bay Ridge PKWY and 3rd Ave. instead.
I believe you should be more considerate of other people who reside in the building - including me.
I would not want this to become a problem for us as well. I could be home on certain days you least expect.
Think about this further then please have SNG return it and explore another exercise approach.

Have a great day. Hope to see you Saturday. Evette

Well. It's funny that she's the one who aggravates all the neighbors by constantly yelling at them. And I am FURIOUS to think that she might try and control MY exercise! I sent this to SNG for her feedback and she suggested sneaking in HER trampoline, trying it out, and seeing if Evette can hear anything. GOD!!! I just feel like this is total BULLSHIT. Am I wrong here??

Sigh.

It's almost 11 pm and I haven't gotten to bed before 1 am the past few nights, so I'm heading to bed. I'll leave you with this from Heidi's journal - every time I read it, I bawl. Just when you think everyone in the world fucking blows, someone like the person in here comes along and makes you believe in the milk of human kindness all over again.

(And for L - you know who you are:)

All through the night
I'll be awake and I'll be with you
All through the night
This precious time when time is new
Oh, all through the night today
Knowing that we feel the same without saying

We have no past, we won't reach back
Keep with me forward all through the night
And once we start the meter clicks
And it goes running all through the night
Until it ends, there is no end

All through the night
Stray cat is crying, so stray cat sings back
All through the night
They have forgotten what by day they lack
Oh, under those white street lamps
There is a little chance they may see

We have no past, we won't reach back
Keep with me forward all through the night
And once we start the meter clicks
And it goes running all through the night
Until it ends, there is no end

Oh the sleep in your eyes is enough
Let me be there, let me stay there awhile

We have no past we won't reach back
Keep with me forward all through the night
And once we start the meter clicks
And it goes running all through the night
Until it ends, there is no end


What I'm reading: An article on Corporate Social Responsibility.
What I'm hearing: Outkast, Stankonia.
What I'm learning: God is wherever there is love.

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Past entries:
You've got the moves, baby, I've got the motion. - 2008-09-14
More more more - 2008-08-31
More more more - 2008-08-31
Relapse. Again. - 2008-08-28
Moving on up.... - 2008-08-14