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Mar. 21st, 2003 11:03 pmRather quiet LiveJournal the last few days, from my point of view at least. Maybe everyone is watching TV, listening to the radio, weeping silently, trying not to think. I don't know. I was less productive today than I would have liked. World events are distracting and I am distraction-prone. Mike got the you-know-what on a video feed on his computer this afternoon and we gathered around with slack jaws. Real horrorshow, oh my brothers. The death star had moved into firing range. It's one thing to say Hussein needs to go, it's another to watch this mechanism remove him. Someone asked me last night, "Do you trust our government?" and I thought "No!" then I had to think why am I trusting them on this war to the extent that I am. I am still pondering this.
Further adventures: We had hard rain and big old hailstones falling this afternoon. I was scared. The power kept going out at the office late this afternoon, around 5:30. Sanjiv and I finally gave up and called it a day after the 3rd outage. Called it a week, really. He left and I was by myself packing up back there in the dark. I realized I was edgy and jumpy, apprehensive. I got it into my head that the ghostly apparition of some doomed office worker was going to appear to me, some soul damned to haunt the boring backrooms. My departure was uneventful however. I remained on edge, extra paranoid. I've been safe at home for awhile now though, kind of half-listening to CNN.
When I got home tonight I turned on the TV and before there was a picture I heard them saying something about Chicago and I felt a sinking feeling, and worried that something awful had happened in Chicago. The "Oh no" groaning moment in the head. They were covering a protest though.
I need to catch up on email this weekend. I owe several folks notes.
Further adventures: We had hard rain and big old hailstones falling this afternoon. I was scared. The power kept going out at the office late this afternoon, around 5:30. Sanjiv and I finally gave up and called it a day after the 3rd outage. Called it a week, really. He left and I was by myself packing up back there in the dark. I realized I was edgy and jumpy, apprehensive. I got it into my head that the ghostly apparition of some doomed office worker was going to appear to me, some soul damned to haunt the boring backrooms. My departure was uneventful however. I remained on edge, extra paranoid. I've been safe at home for awhile now though, kind of half-listening to CNN.
When I got home tonight I turned on the TV and before there was a picture I heard them saying something about Chicago and I felt a sinking feeling, and worried that something awful had happened in Chicago. The "Oh no" groaning moment in the head. They were covering a protest though.
I need to catch up on email this weekend. I owe several folks notes.
