Cold wind, sweet potatoes and chemical overload

Current mood: groggy

I had a veggie sandwhich with roasted sweet potatoes today. GENIUS!

In other news, there was some sort of chemical drain cleaner accident in the building I'm currently working in. Initially it smelled like hard-boiled eggs which led to lot's of little jokes and giggles. The initial stink gave way to some major problems (and by major I mean worse then the smell of hard-boiled eggs, but probably not life-threatening). At some point, being as sensitive as I am with tendencies toward being a hypochondriach, I started feeling woozy and dizzy and thought I would just put my head down for a minute. My co-worker resucued me, asking if I'd like to go outside for fresh air, which I did. The cold, season-appropriate air snapped me out of it. Good. Nice air. Me likey. When I went back into the office to finish up what I had been working on, I was really struck how all of the busy mortgage bees just kept buzzing as more and more people started coughing and wheezing. I only stayed thrity minutes more. When I left everyone was still busy at work. One of my co-workers called out "have a good night, enjoy the fresh air."

Poor mortgage prisoners.

I drove home with the windows down.

On the changeable nature of life and living...

Current mood: contemplative

I think all holidays should involve wearing costumes. I went to lunch with a friend yesterday, and didn't warn him I was wearing wings. Becuase it was Halloween of course, noone flinched, in fact people grinned at little pixie (agressive tooth-fairy) me. I'm pretty sure that would not have been the case during other times of year.

So I did celebrate. I crashed a party full of people I enjoy, and dealt with the awkward feeling of thinking I didn't belong. Absolutely worth it, I loved seeing that people put even greater effort into their costumes than I did.

It's now November 1st. I'm glad. I feel the days are inching closer to my new me. It feels like I'm metamorphosizing (sp?). I'm growing wings. I spoke with my soon to be new manager and there is a good chance we will be doing lot's of traveling in the coming months. The plane rides will bring me to one of the greatest cities in the world, and in that process I will be more accessable to family and to one of my dearest friends.

While my life has unexpectedly taken a turn away from the familiar, and I have to deal with some serious questions and self-analysis. I can't help but get excited as I come closer and closer to me. To knowing me, to loving me, to trusting me. Important emphasis.

Life has new things in store for me. I'm ready!

Currently listening: Dream Cafe By Greg Brown Release date: 23 March, 1992

micromanagee micromanagers

Current mood: refreshed

This weather is lifting my spirits like I never would have believed. I feel so vibrant and good today.

YET, as I strolled past one of the big-wigs at work today, I happened to give an audible sighing exhale. It felt good and cleansing. Apparently the sound of it caused some degree of concern for this managerial character. I was ordered to smile. Man, that pisses me off. Good mood to bad mood 15 seconds tops.

You can ask if I got the memo, you can tell me all about the restructuring of process flo, but don't try to regulate my face. You don't know what I'm feeling inside.

Don't worry though, I've recovered. Back to my cheerful, enjoying this incredible gift-of-a-day, self.