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Jan. 15th, 2003 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jdmkleinThis has been a very long week, and i've only worked four days. i don't know what it was, but gadzooks it was long. Today's meeting went fairly well. With the exception of C who can not just say something once. She has to repeat it and repeat it and repeat it ad nauseam. And with each repeat she gets exponentially louder. By the end of the meeting everyone was looking away from her and making faces. i'm so happy she is excited about what is going on and that she is willing to become so involved. She is going to paties, and inviting people over to her house and behaving better at work. Her eval was nearly 100%. Now, if she could just learn NOT to repeat.
i sort of like staying late at work to ride home with Master. Early in the morning before anyone gets there is nice quiet time to plan the day. Coffee alone, a bit of music on the ol' 'puter and i can groove. After everyone is gone, some mellow music on the puter and i can unwind and leave it all at work. Besides the fact that i get tons of work done.
i am thinking to buy a laptop. i'm in the looking around stage. But i need it right away so i can't spend too much time looking. i'm considering a Dell. Son has a Dell and has had not one problem with it. Daughter's is a put made to order one because of the extra stuff. We had to give her a new hard drive last summer. She really needs to take a computer course. All the stuff she knows is stuff she has learned herself or been showed. She could do a lot more with a bit of schooling i think.
More and more military. Master estimated another 1000 came in during the day today. No telling how many come at night. Lots and lots of equipment. Master says i'm dreaming about the boats on trucks and humvees with masts. i'm not. He's just never around when i see them. Even in convoys they are armed. i wave, i know i stick out in this country because of the hair color. Most times they wave back and smile. i feel good. i see the guns and i'm afraid. They are Americans and i feel good. i see them and know why they are here and i am afraid. It seems i am spending a great deal of time feeling good, and just about as much time being afraid.
Yesterday i took Max to the desert by myself. Master is having car problems. It was my first desert trip alone. i saw soldiers and was afraid and felt good at the same time. i was a bit hesitant to go out alone. Given what has happened here in the past months i seldom go out alone. Master said, and i agree, that the car and the dog are a familiar enough sight and we have never been bothered. My phone was fully charged and so was Master's. Dog and i went and had no problems. He behaved well. Even when we passed the camel nursing her baby. If you think camels are ugly, you should see their offspring.
The trip went so well that today Master let me do it again today. Was a bit more tense today than yesterday, though. The weekend, and ATVs were all over the place. But Max behaved again just like a trooper. He ignored them as if they were nothing. And this time they ignored him. Life is good.
Master took me out for Thai again. My meal was excellent. Master's was a bit dry. The beef here sucks. There is nothing that can compare to corn fed beef. Australian beef tastes muddy, and New Zealand is stringy. Irish beef is ok, but not right up there with U.S. About the only thing better is the special Japanese beef, kobe, i think. Because of this, i seldom eat it.
This has turned into a long ramble.
i sort of like staying late at work to ride home with Master. Early in the morning before anyone gets there is nice quiet time to plan the day. Coffee alone, a bit of music on the ol' 'puter and i can groove. After everyone is gone, some mellow music on the puter and i can unwind and leave it all at work. Besides the fact that i get tons of work done.
i am thinking to buy a laptop. i'm in the looking around stage. But i need it right away so i can't spend too much time looking. i'm considering a Dell. Son has a Dell and has had not one problem with it. Daughter's is a put made to order one because of the extra stuff. We had to give her a new hard drive last summer. She really needs to take a computer course. All the stuff she knows is stuff she has learned herself or been showed. She could do a lot more with a bit of schooling i think.
More and more military. Master estimated another 1000 came in during the day today. No telling how many come at night. Lots and lots of equipment. Master says i'm dreaming about the boats on trucks and humvees with masts. i'm not. He's just never around when i see them. Even in convoys they are armed. i wave, i know i stick out in this country because of the hair color. Most times they wave back and smile. i feel good. i see the guns and i'm afraid. They are Americans and i feel good. i see them and know why they are here and i am afraid. It seems i am spending a great deal of time feeling good, and just about as much time being afraid.
Yesterday i took Max to the desert by myself. Master is having car problems. It was my first desert trip alone. i saw soldiers and was afraid and felt good at the same time. i was a bit hesitant to go out alone. Given what has happened here in the past months i seldom go out alone. Master said, and i agree, that the car and the dog are a familiar enough sight and we have never been bothered. My phone was fully charged and so was Master's. Dog and i went and had no problems. He behaved well. Even when we passed the camel nursing her baby. If you think camels are ugly, you should see their offspring.
The trip went so well that today Master let me do it again today. Was a bit more tense today than yesterday, though. The weekend, and ATVs were all over the place. But Max behaved again just like a trooper. He ignored them as if they were nothing. And this time they ignored him. Life is good.
Master took me out for Thai again. My meal was excellent. Master's was a bit dry. The beef here sucks. There is nothing that can compare to corn fed beef. Australian beef tastes muddy, and New Zealand is stringy. Irish beef is ok, but not right up there with U.S. About the only thing better is the special Japanese beef, kobe, i think. Because of this, i seldom eat it.
This has turned into a long ramble.
