The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Friday, August 24, 2007

I Love Faeries



Just a little pick me up for Friday morning. These couples are adorable so I thought I'd share them with you since Richard Rothstein at Queersighted saw fit to share them with me. Well, his audience actually, but being a member of said audience...

More in a little while, first a bunch of work, then I can play.



OK, I can make a little time here for me before the next pressing project that must needs done before the end of this week.

The folowing is an email I just sent to my brother. There are moments being a senior has merit in this world.-

You know how sometimes there's a revolt at work?

And it has to be led by someone?

Historically it's been me. As we know I have a really low threshold on my Bullshit barometer and things at work frequently set it off.

Well, this time I can say it's so nice to sit back and smile as the youngsters lead the revolution.

They're telling us that we're going to have start covering the circulation desk across the street since they're short of staff. This has caused the young people to go insane.

They're right of course, but it's a losing battle and those of us who've been battered by a few work brouhaha's know how to pick our battles and this isn't a winner.

But it's fun to watch them try.

There are days I love getting older.

Not many but a few.-


So that's the sum of this week. The time for me to look at other avenues of employment draw ever nearer. Hopefully I can make it until spring, which is the plan.

I doubt there will be any serious dustups between now and then. It's simple really, they have a bad manager whom they won't get rid of, for reasons passing understanding, and they're passing his problem off onto the rest of their staff.

A shame really, when you think of the effort and time and money it took to grow this place to where it is, and then to take a giant step backwards into the dark ages rather than hire one more person.But it's civil Service after all, what's a benefit monger to do. I just need to keep my head down, my mouth shut, and make them think I'm a team player for a little longer. Then we'll all part company as friends the way I'd like it.

I am working on a post I want to get right before it goes up. It could sound really melancholy and bitter if it's not done right and I want to avoid losing what could be a great piece to that kind of rhetoric.

It's mostly about not having what I call a true north. That fixed place in the night sky to steer by.

Is it a condition of my generation? Or is it a personal foible of some of us? Is it irreparable? Or does it need repair at all? See, I have lots of questions about it.
Sorry, didnt mean to tease you with this, but I keep mulling it over in my head and sometimes when I do that its best to just put it on a page and while doing THAT it becomes clear. Not always, but sometimes.


Do me a favor, put Bigg from My Confessions blog in your thoughts and prayers. He seems to be vacillating between hanging in there with all his issues and/or throwing in the towel. He writes so well and has such a charmed view of his own life that he needs to continue, and I think he needs our help to do that right now. Let's see if we can do something for him with the power of our positive thoughts. I don't know him, but I think he's a good guy and I want him to win. Here's hoping he comes back from the big woods this weekend with a new outlook and lots of good news.


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