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thoughts over reheated barbecued jerk chicken and baby vegetables.
The silence just began. Once a month, I have an afternoon (two hours, at least) of uninterupted silence, as the Board of Directors and Management sit in another room and make decisions that affect others. They are especially energetic today, and they've shown up in droves. The CEO is leaving because her husband is dying. This is going to be a long ( Read more... ) -
How do you cure disappointment?
*A small collection of properly cooled German beers, including a particular Doppelbock that reminds me of a time during which my own strength was more than adequate ( Read more... ) -
sometimes it doesn't work.
They liked me, they really liked me.
The other candidate has ten years of experience.
Better luck next time.
I know I didn't really lose anything, but I really hate coming in second place. -
for the sake of argument.
Join me, if you will, for a brief PSA about what it is that I "do."
Raise your hand if you feel that you truly understand Non-Profit Development.
Okay, half of you have already stopped reading. One of you is picking your nose (not cute, by the way), and one of you is staring at the ceiling. Okay, you with your hand up? You get it. Great.Non- ( Read more... ) -
what I need.
You Reading This, Be ReadyStarting here, what do you want to remember ( Read more... ) -
no pain, no gain.
I was going to write an entry about how my abs are sore beyond belief due to the best workout I've ever had (done?), but then I had to go (admittedly begrudgingly) take photos of a Holocaust Survivor Group, and suddenly my temporary pain didn't seem so important. Perspective, I guess ( Read more... ) -
the mish mash.
The most important things, right now1) I am all about making soups from scratch. In an effort to get to work in a timely fashion, I make a big batch of soup on Sunday and portion it out into individual dishes for a week of easy lunches. While chili is my usual fall-back plan, I made a really tasty turkey breast, sweet pepper, onion and tomato ( Read more... ) -
one of those days.
I'm taking steps in some direction; whether it is the right one or not, who knows? Time will tell ( Read more... ) -
nerves and sore muscles
Yesterday, as I drove to work in the grey wetness that is all too foreign (this is the desert, afterall), I started thinking about a life I once lived. I am remiss to say that I started "thinking," because the truth is that I started "feeling." You know that weirdly sick tingle that pops up between your stomach and your pelvis at really inopportune ( Read more... ) -
reflections on reflections
This afternoon I became immediately intrigued and inspired by a post by cbertsch (who never really ceases to inspire me and is probably the number one reason that I was able to remain motivated enough to graduate from college) in which he began to ponder the impulse to consume media inspired by nostalgia. What began as a comment on his entry quickly became ( Read more... )