qui suis je
Aug. 10th, 2005 12:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideI need to make the occasional post in French. My instructor thinks it would do me good to practice some free-form writing. But, gah. They may have to be private because they will be at the mental level of a 5-year old.
Work was fine. Got the second draft of the case study in. Still haven't figured out why InDesign is being a bitch about this one graphic. Grr.
Left work for my French lesson. Got a random fucking splitting headache on the 5 minute drive over. Owie. But once I was there, it shifted to the back of my head because I was busy, goddammit. However, it was as always, a great lesson. Sometimes I feel like I'm making great headway, other days (like today) I feel like I'll be able to read this stuff eventually, but I'm never going to master it in conversation. I'm still so halting and awkward. Merde!
After the lesson, I started to drive downtown to meet Judy for dinner. The splitting headache had returned, in full force. I thought I was going to throw up. So I made a quick side trip to a convenience store to buy some advil and water. I chugged the max dose down and prayed for relief.
I was bummed, though. I don't get a lot of time to hang out with Judy for a best-friend's night. We're both busy and we mostly see each other in wonderfully crazy group events. We email religiously, but it's not the same thing. So...I didn't want a freaking headache bringing me down. But mercifully the advil did its work. We got our table and started catching up. It was very nice to hang out without the miasma of training hanging over us. No sweat, tears, or blood.
I whined about the weather, while she chortled. Both Jeff and Judy are solar-powered creatures who become annoyingly perky and energized by the sun, whereas I cower under the shade of flying birds and feel like I'm going to pass out. (I get them back by being irritatingly chipper when it's gloomy outside, though.) This started us on a tangent of what gives us energy. For me, it's my good friends.
We talked a bit about the Myers Brigg test and my recent move to 'E' and we agreed that really, I'm only an 'E' around the people I really love and feel safe with. We talked about how we were so timid as little girls. Our friendship was initially borne of being too terrified to talk to anyone else. We've really come a long way. For Judy, the epiphany happened in her early college years. It's taken me much longer.
Well, I say that, but I've been very lucky with friends. As much as other parts of my life have sucked at times, I've largely had a solid support network of friends who've stuck by me through bad academic moves, bad career moves, and certainly bad relationships. As much as I've valued their companionship and compassion, sometimes I think what I value most about them is who they've helped me become. I was so painfully shy, but they've given me confidence. I was hyper-sensitive and they've taught me to value constructive criticism and minimize the sulking. They've taught me to listen, to share, to offer reflection without judgment. I'm still learning, too. From my oldest friend, Judy to my newest, shiniest dear friend, Jeff. Maybe someday I'll learn wisdom. But for now I just rely on theirs.
I would really like to end on something profound, having waxed schmoopy for an entirely over-long paragraph, but I have to go to bed like 3 hours ago, so I'll just say: "My friends rule. Whee!" (They haven't taught me yet how to overcome my innate vapidity. That's in the next installment of lessons. Stay tuned! *perky*)
Also, I do realize that I blather on about how cool my friends are and how much I've learned from them every 21 days. Some people get cramps and become paranoid bitches, I get nostalgic and weepy and all "I LOVE YOU, MAN!" about my friends.
That and I develop the willingness to disembowel for chocolate. RAWR.
Work was fine. Got the second draft of the case study in. Still haven't figured out why InDesign is being a bitch about this one graphic. Grr.
Left work for my French lesson. Got a random fucking splitting headache on the 5 minute drive over. Owie. But once I was there, it shifted to the back of my head because I was busy, goddammit. However, it was as always, a great lesson. Sometimes I feel like I'm making great headway, other days (like today) I feel like I'll be able to read this stuff eventually, but I'm never going to master it in conversation. I'm still so halting and awkward. Merde!
After the lesson, I started to drive downtown to meet Judy for dinner. The splitting headache had returned, in full force. I thought I was going to throw up. So I made a quick side trip to a convenience store to buy some advil and water. I chugged the max dose down and prayed for relief.
I was bummed, though. I don't get a lot of time to hang out with Judy for a best-friend's night. We're both busy and we mostly see each other in wonderfully crazy group events. We email religiously, but it's not the same thing. So...I didn't want a freaking headache bringing me down. But mercifully the advil did its work. We got our table and started catching up. It was very nice to hang out without the miasma of training hanging over us. No sweat, tears, or blood.
I whined about the weather, while she chortled. Both Jeff and Judy are solar-powered creatures who become annoyingly perky and energized by the sun, whereas I cower under the shade of flying birds and feel like I'm going to pass out. (I get them back by being irritatingly chipper when it's gloomy outside, though.) This started us on a tangent of what gives us energy. For me, it's my good friends.
We talked a bit about the Myers Brigg test and my recent move to 'E' and we agreed that really, I'm only an 'E' around the people I really love and feel safe with. We talked about how we were so timid as little girls. Our friendship was initially borne of being too terrified to talk to anyone else. We've really come a long way. For Judy, the epiphany happened in her early college years. It's taken me much longer.
Well, I say that, but I've been very lucky with friends. As much as other parts of my life have sucked at times, I've largely had a solid support network of friends who've stuck by me through bad academic moves, bad career moves, and certainly bad relationships. As much as I've valued their companionship and compassion, sometimes I think what I value most about them is who they've helped me become. I was so painfully shy, but they've given me confidence. I was hyper-sensitive and they've taught me to value constructive criticism and minimize the sulking. They've taught me to listen, to share, to offer reflection without judgment. I'm still learning, too. From my oldest friend, Judy to my newest, shiniest dear friend, Jeff. Maybe someday I'll learn wisdom. But for now I just rely on theirs.
I would really like to end on something profound, having waxed schmoopy for an entirely over-long paragraph, but I have to go to bed like 3 hours ago, so I'll just say: "My friends rule. Whee!" (They haven't taught me yet how to overcome my innate vapidity. That's in the next installment of lessons. Stay tuned! *perky*)
Also, I do realize that I blather on about how cool my friends are and how much I've learned from them every 21 days. Some people get cramps and become paranoid bitches, I get nostalgic and weepy and all "I LOVE YOU, MAN!" about my friends.
That and I develop the willingness to disembowel for chocolate. RAWR.
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Date: 2005-08-10 05:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-10 05:48 pm (UTC)I may have to start a French journal, it'd be fun!
And nice job on Operation Ass Kicking! Still having fun? :)
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Date: 2005-08-10 05:54 pm (UTC)Still no more ass kicking has been done, but I'm having sporadic fun. Trying not to take my losses too hard.
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Date: 2005-08-10 08:09 pm (UTC)Have a great time!
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Date: 2005-08-10 06:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-10 08:11 pm (UTC)But now, beware. It's going to be appalling! :)
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Date: 2005-08-10 08:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-10 08:55 pm (UTC)