Capped in Design

How to Fight Loneliness

Before Safari crashed, I had crafted a sullen, dreary post about the sadness of my evening. Truth be told, my night was not that sad; I was just being aloof and wallowing in my self-imposed loneliness. I titled the post exactly as it is now and became proactive, instead of the name of the song I had on repeat.

First, I spoke with Lizzie and she had me read her livejournal, which explained how she set up an IM account for her 84 year-old grandfather. The post and the concept was really cute. This cheered me up.

Then, my ex-teacher and current friend, Neil, told me he is a father! On July 18th he and his wife welcomed Asher Moriel Berman Rigler into the world. The boy is cute and new babies were designed to cheer people up. I love babies and I love Rigs (my pet name for Neil). Here is a photo of the cute baby boy.

Nearly Caught

I just went to use the bathroom. After washing my hands I caught my reflection in the mirror. Of course, I began making faces at myself. As I was trying to bear my teeth and keep my face perfectly symetrical, someone walked in. I quickly released the look and must have had a new look of surprise since my coworker smiled at me.

I wonder if he knew what was happening. I'll never know.

I'm Goin' a Little Nuts

I am getting very annoyed with the non-Jew job. I know I have stated this before, but I don't like when I'm expected to do things that are above and beyond what I'm expected to do. This is especially true when I'm at least a week behind in my regular work.

Blah, I hate corporations.

Harmony

I rarely have vivid dreams. It is unusual for me to even remember a dream at all. In the last week I have had two really vivid dreams. One was last night and and was inconsequencial, but the one I had over the weekend stuck with me for a while.

It involved a girl, whom I was clearly interested in. Most of the dream involved her giggling and me (figuratively) chasing her. She was ridiculously cute and I thought about fake girl for two days. It probably has something to do with girl(s) in my real life, or maybe not.

ANYWAY, the most vivid portion and my absolute favorite part was when I was in the bathroom with three other guys who were friends of mine but no one I know in real life. We were talking and at one point I made a medium-to-high pitched "ahhhhhhhhh" sound. Then we all looked at each other and I did it again, only to be followed by three new pitches by each of the guys that made one of the best harmonies I'd ever heard. You may or may not know that I have a secret fantasy of being in a barbershop quartet, so this moment was amazing and I wish this happened more in real life.

Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum BUM bum bum bum bum!

Blaaaaa. (a poem)

I am leaving for Canada tomorrow.
I was supposed to take off at noon.

You need a passport for international flights.
You can't show it to them at your stopover.

I didn't realize this until three hours ago.
I am now going standby at 7am.

My sleep schedule is ruined.
My alarm is set for 4:30am.

Why?
Why?

Jobs.

I am learning what kind of working environment is best for me. My non-Jew job is proving to be not-so-good. A big part of this is the people. I get along with the people just fine but I get along with mostly everyone just fine. At the Jew job I get along with people really well. I feel like I can be myself without getting funny looks. This is nice. I would love it if Jew job offered me a full-time position here but I don't have much say in the matter.* In the meantime, I am going to put my time in where it is needed most and where I have the most opportunity for advancement, at the Jew job.

Currently, I am exhausted. Not enough sleep and a little too much stress. Thankfully I'll get another dose of improv tonight to help me break out of this mini-funk.

*It would have been helpful if my boss hadn't just caught me creating this post.

(I would also like to point out that adding categories on the fly is a snap in TypePad.)