A little better
Nov. 20th, 2008 05:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jeanvieveWell, thank you all for commiserating, but my boss has again risen to the challenge and made amends in the version of a retroactive gap raise. Here's hoping it's reflected on this next paycheck, as that'll determine whether or not I can go to the bay for Turkeys with John and KTB and Cousin Joyce. Still up in the air until Monday, when I get the pay notification email.
It's definitely left me with the urge to job hunt though. Another friend and coworker called me last night near five and poured out her misery and worries about the slot. We're losing some talent due to IBMs poor fiscal planning policies. How did they make money before? Where did it go? Many questions.
Still, life goes on. I've at last kicked my Travian addiction. And picked up some small Facebook games, but they're not quite so pressing. One can ignore them for days. Finding a lot of old high school folks there, and it's being a bit like old home week.
I have two pictures that are my favorites from the time, a night at the end of our Sophomore year with Amy D, Amy B, Grover (Susan) and me. Amy B and I have stayed close all these years. Apparently Amy D and Grover did the same. Just now finding them all again. I have a huge mountain of guilt for the way I let Grover, who was also a college roommate, slip away from contact and all because I moved across a measly country border and she went off to grad school. At last I have the chance to make that carelessness right.
Those of you who know me well probably realize that I'm not really the sort to lightly go on a guilt trip. That's how much this lost friendship means to me, that I'm actually physically guilty feeling over having tripped away from it without making an effort. And I can't even tell you why. So! Clearly must fix. Got my first note back from her, Grover to the Aquamouse. Yayyy!
May have to find those photos and get them blown up to send to the girls and share. That'll help, I think, a nice memory to anchor the future on.
Someone is doing something resembling dinner downstairs, by the smell of it. Must investigate.
It's definitely left me with the urge to job hunt though. Another friend and coworker called me last night near five and poured out her misery and worries about the slot. We're losing some talent due to IBMs poor fiscal planning policies. How did they make money before? Where did it go? Many questions.
Still, life goes on. I've at last kicked my Travian addiction. And picked up some small Facebook games, but they're not quite so pressing. One can ignore them for days. Finding a lot of old high school folks there, and it's being a bit like old home week.
I have two pictures that are my favorites from the time, a night at the end of our Sophomore year with Amy D, Amy B, Grover (Susan) and me. Amy B and I have stayed close all these years. Apparently Amy D and Grover did the same. Just now finding them all again. I have a huge mountain of guilt for the way I let Grover, who was also a college roommate, slip away from contact and all because I moved across a measly country border and she went off to grad school. At last I have the chance to make that carelessness right.
Those of you who know me well probably realize that I'm not really the sort to lightly go on a guilt trip. That's how much this lost friendship means to me, that I'm actually physically guilty feeling over having tripped away from it without making an effort. And I can't even tell you why. So! Clearly must fix. Got my first note back from her, Grover to the Aquamouse. Yayyy!
May have to find those photos and get them blown up to send to the girls and share. That'll help, I think, a nice memory to anchor the future on.
Someone is doing something resembling dinner downstairs, by the smell of it. Must investigate.
