All in good cheer, as one could say.
Oct. 7th, 2004 09:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
angelakAh.
Another fascinating morning.
Tim stayed at the office until 11 because of the DC meeting. Heh. Sucks to be Tim.
*blinks*
My frustration in certain areas last night was heightened.
I wish there was something I could do to alleviate downright stupidity.
I guess it just makes me angry when people blow things out of proportion.
Especially when it is all so near to my own heart.
I know that sometimes venting in an e-forum can evoke negative repercussions....
But something this extreme? The notion is, as I’ve said... preposterous.
The mockery of real danger, is what I see it as.
Real tragedy. The same forces that drive the insanity that has caused people to be paranoid in school, I feel, is being displayed in it’s strongest form here.
Ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous.
As someone said to me last night:
“Who needs enemies, when you’ve got friends like that.”
Here, here.
I know who I am and who I represent.
That’s why I didn’t act any further than I really have.
Dissipation of all this will make things better.
Writing more will make things worse.
But I’d preferably write something, rather than act on something.
That simple.
There *are* safeguards.
End of story.
Though it should always make anyone feel better to go to my previous entry under cut. It's guarenteed to make you smile.
Today has been alright.
We cleared out the learning lab of all the machines and monitors.
In comes the municipal court. Goody, goody.
After doing that and feeling a bit gross....
I was informed Julie had a meeting to describe the phone system and paging functionality to the safety committee. If Issa10 had not had a partial hard-drive failure, she would be able to make it. Impromptu meeting presentation time for me. I was called upon to speak to the safety committee at last the minute. Joy.
Ah. All done with that.
More work on deck.
-Angela
My angst tastes like...
Orange
Find your angst's flavor
Another fascinating morning.
Tim stayed at the office until 11 because of the DC meeting. Heh. Sucks to be Tim.
*blinks*
My frustration in certain areas last night was heightened.
I wish there was something I could do to alleviate downright stupidity.
I guess it just makes me angry when people blow things out of proportion.
Especially when it is all so near to my own heart.
I know that sometimes venting in an e-forum can evoke negative repercussions....
But something this extreme? The notion is, as I’ve said... preposterous.
The mockery of real danger, is what I see it as.
Real tragedy. The same forces that drive the insanity that has caused people to be paranoid in school, I feel, is being displayed in it’s strongest form here.
Ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous.
As someone said to me last night:
“Who needs enemies, when you’ve got friends like that.”
Here, here.
I know who I am and who I represent.
That’s why I didn’t act any further than I really have.
Dissipation of all this will make things better.
Writing more will make things worse.
But I’d preferably write something, rather than act on something.
That simple.
There *are* safeguards.
End of story.
Though it should always make anyone feel better to go to my previous entry under cut. It's guarenteed to make you smile.
Today has been alright.
We cleared out the learning lab of all the machines and monitors.
In comes the municipal court. Goody, goody.
After doing that and feeling a bit gross....
I was informed Julie had a meeting to describe the phone system and paging functionality to the safety committee. If Issa10 had not had a partial hard-drive failure, she would be able to make it. Impromptu meeting presentation time for me. I was called upon to speak to the safety committee at last the minute. Joy.
Ah. All done with that.
More work on deck.
-Angela
Orange
Find your angst's flavor
