I'm going to Chicago for four days for a family reunion. I'll get to see the Cubs vs. Marlins at Wrigley on Saturday. I'm looking forward to it, but am a bit wary at the same time. It'll be good to see that whole side of my family, but will probably be draining.
My return flight is the same day as my first day of class, which I will certainly miss. I've emailed the professor and left a voice message, but with no reply. Also, I can't find the textbook online and may have to buy it from the bookstore.
I'd hate to have to drop the class and miss a whole semester.
Last weekend was great. I went to the Scene on Friday to see a couple friend's bands. They were OK, but not really my style. I was more entertaned by seeing some people I hadn't seen for a while and that cute little bartender that's just a little stick of dynamite.
Saturday, I rode with a friend through Griffith Park up to Burbank & back. I went home to clean & do laundry, clean my motorcycle. and then took a nap. I got up and went to a housewarming party for Phil and hootched it up.
Sunday, I got up early and rode the motorcycle out to Sycamore Canyon to do some recon. I'm planning on riding bikes up PCH and camping overnite. Then, we'd get up and ride back the next day. It's about 60 miles one way, but mainly flat.
I turned around and rode through Kanaan Dume to the 101. The cool coastal breeze turned into a blast furnace. I headed over to Hope's for her weekly pool party w/ beers & BBQ.
Work is really slow. More of an inconvenience as I'd rather be running errands in prep for my trip to Chicago. Yesterday, I asked a coworker to do something he didn't want to do. He started yelling at me, presenting irrational arguments, basically saying it didn't matter to him. That tells me he's not open to criticism and he seems to think he can act however he feels. I've had to listen to him complain about 7 other people playing politics and treating him poorly. I'm starting to think he's a spoiled brat who expects respect and dignity without giving any in return.
I'm not going to dwell on it. I'm not going to talk shit about it. If he yells at me again, I'm cutting his ass off. He doesn't have that right. I'm also not defending him anymore. He's 28. He should know that your main job in any job is getting along with people. If you feel like everyone around you is wrong all the time and out to get you, THE PROBLEM PROBABLY LIES WITHIN YOURSELF.
Enough of that. I'm looking forward to Chicago and seeing my family, even though I know they are going to be a pain in the ass. I'm hoping to bring back some great pics.
Have fun at the Sunset Junction, everybody!
My return flight is the same day as my first day of class, which I will certainly miss. I've emailed the professor and left a voice message, but with no reply. Also, I can't find the textbook online and may have to buy it from the bookstore.
I'd hate to have to drop the class and miss a whole semester.
Last weekend was great. I went to the Scene on Friday to see a couple friend's bands. They were OK, but not really my style. I was more entertaned by seeing some people I hadn't seen for a while and that cute little bartender that's just a little stick of dynamite.
Saturday, I rode with a friend through Griffith Park up to Burbank & back. I went home to clean & do laundry, clean my motorcycle. and then took a nap. I got up and went to a housewarming party for Phil and hootched it up.
Sunday, I got up early and rode the motorcycle out to Sycamore Canyon to do some recon. I'm planning on riding bikes up PCH and camping overnite. Then, we'd get up and ride back the next day. It's about 60 miles one way, but mainly flat.
I turned around and rode through Kanaan Dume to the 101. The cool coastal breeze turned into a blast furnace. I headed over to Hope's for her weekly pool party w/ beers & BBQ.
Work is really slow. More of an inconvenience as I'd rather be running errands in prep for my trip to Chicago. Yesterday, I asked a coworker to do something he didn't want to do. He started yelling at me, presenting irrational arguments, basically saying it didn't matter to him. That tells me he's not open to criticism and he seems to think he can act however he feels. I've had to listen to him complain about 7 other people playing politics and treating him poorly. I'm starting to think he's a spoiled brat who expects respect and dignity without giving any in return.
I'm not going to dwell on it. I'm not going to talk shit about it. If he yells at me again, I'm cutting his ass off. He doesn't have that right. I'm also not defending him anymore. He's 28. He should know that your main job in any job is getting along with people. If you feel like everyone around you is wrong all the time and out to get you, THE PROBLEM PROBABLY LIES WITHIN YOURSELF.
Enough of that. I'm looking forward to Chicago and seeing my family, even though I know they are going to be a pain in the ass. I'm hoping to bring back some great pics.
Have fun at the Sunset Junction, everybody!
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public service - is tricky too. people DO need to be more involved in the running of their government. though, i'm also a firm believer in a place for professional politicians and bureaucrats. they just have time and expertise to do these things in a way that maybe i (or you, or my neghbors etc) could not. we just need to find the GOOD ones - and that's possible. we already tend to find good bureaucrats (re: most do their job, do it well). we could work on finding better politicians (though, i think MOST *are* trying to serve the public). but ya know, we can always choose to tweak our institutions to implement measures to help us "select" better officials.