End of week

This hellish week is almost over. The other girl who works in this department was off helping for a training course all week so I was stuck doing two people's jobs all week. But what's strange is that sometimes it felt like there wasn't even enough work for one person. Go figure.

Oh well, she's back next week, gone the following week and then who cares as I'm off the following week because eeyorekdm will be here for her visit (and there was much rejoicing!!!!!)

Odd little quirks

I guess it's just the odd little routines that make life interesting. For instance, every morning the customer service email account has approximately 100 emails, half of which are from one source. Somehow there's a guy in Russia who is constantly "registering" on one of our sites. It started as a text about the history of music in Russia, now it's moved on to something about a famous Prohibition Era actress. It's a little odd.

Journeys and Sojourns

Just finished reading a book called The Invisible Circus last night. It's about a girl who follows her sister's footsteps to Europe eight years after her sister had died there. The familial/death part wasn't really what got to me though, it was the travel and self-discovery aspect that really touched a nerve. Every once in awhile (usually as I'm commuting to work, go figure), I think about how much I just want to pack up and go somewhere...explore the world, visit places I've never been or haven't been since I was young.

That feeling is quickly squelched though...internal dialogue something like what follows:

I should do it, I should just pack up and go.

Yeah, but it costs money.

So? I have money put away in savings.

But that's money for school...for your future.

Fuck my future, I can get more money later, when am I ever going to be this free to just pack up and explore?

That's just so irresponsible, I can't believe you're thinking of throwing away your education, both the one you have and the one you plan to get.

It's not throwing it away, it's putting it on the side for a little while.

"A little while" my ass, you know the longer you stay out of scholl the less and less likely it is you'll go back. Go AFTER grad school.

Sigh, but I don't even know when grad school is going to be, and let's face it, it just boils down to me being too chickenshit to go. Too afraid to break the norm, too afraid to take the chance, too afraid to try to explain to the parents (Dear God I can only imagine). So instead I will continue to read such books and every couple of days wistfully peruse some travel website or another.

Speaking of which, Eeyorekdm...the package we used at Spring Break is available again. Can't you just hear Dingle a-callin'?