Junie's Online Thoughts
Thursday, September 26, 2002
Its a rainy beast here. I dont mind because the rain cooled everything off and now it actually feels like almost-fall. Im even wearing a turtleneck today. Love it.
I expected it to be slow last night at work, but it was pretty decent. Didnt make a million, but made enough to pay Jeremy for my half of the groceries and have enough left over to play. Today Im leaving work early to drive downtown to Superior Court. I want to look up the crime/trial that I was called for with jury duty earlier this month. Im still so curious about the range of questions they asked in the jury selection process that I want to know what happened during the armed robbery. When I called the county district attorney yesterday, the lady in customer service (D.A. customer service, I love it!) said that I could just go to the court and the clerk would help me search either by defendant last name (which I dont know) or by judge (which I do.)
Tomorrow I meet with Sam, the criminal investigator. Im a little bit nervous and am driving to Lawrenceville to meet him, but Im also excited. Im going to get all of my questions answered about the job and related fields. That makes me happy. Besides, Sam seems like a really nice guy---he's willing to take time out of his busy day to meet with a stranger and talk about his job. How many people would do that on an average day?
I have two market research studies coming up next week, a dentist appointment, we still need to get our passports squared away and start pricing storage places. Jeremy hasnt gone to the eye doctor yet....or emailed the guy who owns the house in Accra where Jeremy stayed last summer (and hopefully we can stay when we come in November.) Hopefully when he does, the guy will respond quickly so we can book tickets by the end of next week and have a definate date when we ship-ship-away. The whole thing is pretty damn scary....Im entering the overwhelmed phase.....too much to do......starting to feel cramped on time.....starting to feel panicked about leaving the cat, about leaving the comforts of my life, about having no phone and no post office box and no car and living out of a suitcase and culture shock. Im not too freaked about whats going on in the Ivory Coast...it looks far enough away that it wont affect Accra, but it certainly doesnt make me feel secure about flying there. Especially with our president threatening to bomb Iraq and the already hard feelings about Americans.....the flight over is going to age me 10 years, I think.
Well, another day at work....32 to go.
Wednesday, September 25, 2002
God, I had fun last night with Leah. We gabbed about her experiences as an EMT, about life and Ghana and my job hunt. She's fun.
Yesterday was a really bad day at work. Everyone was annoying me, I missed Randall, I smacked my head on a table while reaching for a ream of copy paper and got a big welt on my forehead, the psycho office manager threw away my lunch while cleaning out the frig, and no one would leave me alone---which is all I wanted. Thankfully Jeremy picked me up a little early so I could get out of here. I get to leave early again today because I started work at 6:30 this morning to set up for a class....and will set up for another class tomorrow. Anything I can do to work irregular hours and not have to be here when everyone else is here. My immediate boss is totally cool and always wants me to go home and relax....even though my list of to-dos is huge before my last day. 33 days.
Tuesday, September 24, 2002
One vaccine down, four to go. MMR. $10 thanks to a co-pay.
I hate my job. 35 days. Can I make it?
Im meeting my friend, Leah, for dinner tonight. Havent seen her in ages, so Im very excited.
I miss my friend and cube mate, Randall. This place sucks.....
No real thoughts today....too tired.
Monday, September 23, 2002
I picked up a shift at Noodle last night. Part of me regretted it---I was so ornery that I couldnt just finish my book and have at least one day off per week....another part of me was pretty happy because I made a sh*tload of money. $137 for 6 hours. How can you argue with that?
When I got home, I had the chance to finish my book----a mammoth undertaking weighing in at 901 pages. This Much I Know Is True, by Wally Lamb. Phenominal. Yowzers. Lamb wrote She's Come Undone, a fabulous book that everyone should read. He's an astounding author--this is only his second book, but dammit, it was one of the best Ive read in a long, long time. Thomas and Dominick are identical twins. Thomas develops schizophrenia and Dom doesnt. The book talks about their twinness, their messed up childhood, Thomas' disease, Dom's life of trying to be his own person, his failed marriage, the death of his daughter, their arrogant Italian grandfather, pain and forgiveness and demons from the past and death and life and good lordy.....there's a lot of stuff going on in this book.
Next up is either one by Cynthia Heimel or The Red Tent. Im working my way through the shelves of ignored books....ones that I have carried with me for years now and havent ever gotten around to reading. Cant take them all with me when I go to Ghana, so I had better get my reading in now. After that.....Harry Potter, The White Bone, Mister Sandman, Another Patricia Cornwell novel, Some from the XXXX Death Series....not necessarily in that order. Argh. Too much to read, too little time.
