Sometimes the quiet is welcome. Other times, like last night, it gets confusing. Maybe it's the headaches I've been getting lately that have pitched me off course. Maybe it's the uncertain future I face (trying to find a new job, new car, new apartment, trying to figure out what work I can do that will mean something, and the like). But my mind ( Read more... )

There's less than an hour to go before the storm rolls in. I'm trying to get this last story typed up so I can leave work for the day, but I know when I do, that I have to talk to people I don't want to talk to. Then I get a fluttery pulse from my throat to my stomach that subsides when I remind myself that I'm at work - I've got to look at my ( Read more... )

Interesting story from LiveScience.

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Warning: This is a rant. Skip it if you don't want to read it. I just have to get this spike to stop ricocheting around in my skull or I'm going to put my fist through my computer monitor and walk out the door.

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I called a friend who lives in Va to see how his mom was doing. She was hospitalized with heart problems and is about to undergo some major surgery within the next month. As the conversation shifted to the next group trip to go to ceremony in Canada, he said he had a dream that his family needed to help his mother go back to the hospital because of ( Read more... )

Sitting in my apartment after a quiet and very welcomed night shift, sipping a glass of Sangria, and listening to Alton Brown's show Good Eats in the background. Or at least I was, until the multitasking between research, writing and putzing was getting out of control. Me and a friend are still trying to get our little project off the ground and ( Read more... )

It has been a long two weeks at work, and I'm so relieved they're finally over. That's not to say that's the end of my frustrations, but at least, hopefully, my frustrations will be minimized somewhat come Monday when those that I took for granted will return from vacation and backward schedules. I'll spare you all the gory details, but in short, ( Read more... )

I walked through the cow pasture to the tent among many vendors selling their wares - silver and bone jewelry, beads made of glass, bone and plastic sold next to animal hides and feathers, sinew and wood and leather. The sunbaked dust swished around my be-sandaled feet in the nearly suffocating humidity. The drums pulsed the air and the men sang ( Read more... )

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Yesterday was my first full day back from Spirithaven, and, as it did last year, the effects are more far reaching than simply feeling revived as I return to the real world. For instance ( Read more... )