One o'clock and all's well...

Yeah. Foreign investment, blah blah blah. Disinvestment from Canda, blah blah blah. Or, to quote "Finding Nemo": blahblahblahbleebleeblah.

:P

Nonetheless, I am pleased at being employed. Apparently they have more work for me after this. *does a small jig* So I should be able to survive for most of the summer without going broke. Yay me!

The CDAS sent me an email confirming that they've received my application for a job in August as an administrative assistant. Whee! I hope I get the job, but their application deadline is only the 25th of July, so I have a while to wait.

*sigh*

Blah blah blah acquisitions blah blah blah take overs blah blah blah. Back to work.

I'm going to give myself a reward if I finish my goal of four pages today: Pirates of the Caribbean. Yay!

One o'clock and all's well...

Yeah. Foreign investment, blah blah blah. Disinvestment from Canda, blah blah blah. Or, to quote "Finding Nemo": blahblahblahbleebleeblah.

:P

Nonetheless, I am pleased at being employed. Apparently they have more work for me after this. *does a small jig* So I should be able to survive for most of the summer without going broke. Yay me!

The CDAS sent me an email confirming that they've received my application for a job in August as an administrative assistant. Whee! I hope I get the job, but their application deadline is only the 25th of July, so I have a while to wait.

*sigh*

Blah blah blah acquisitions blah blah blah take overs blah blah blah. Back to work.

I'm going to give myself a reward if I finish my goal of four pages today: Pirates of the Caribbean. Yay!

*muttermuttergrowl*

It was only after interest rates came down in 1994 that employment revived and Canada's bilateral current account balance with the US turned from deficits to surpluses as shown in the accompanying graph.

*snarl*

What kind of a sentence is that, may I ask? I'm a translator, not a miracle worker! "Bilateral current account balance" indeed!

*snort*

Marlin: "It's like he's trying to speak to me, I know it!"

*muttermuttergrowl*

It was only after interest rates came down in 1994 that employment revived and Canada's bilateral current account balance with the US turned from deficits to surpluses as shown in the accompanying graph.

*snarl*

What kind of a sentence is that, may I ask? I'm a translator, not a miracle worker! "Bilateral current account balance" indeed!

*snort*

Marlin: "It's like he's trying to speak to me, I know it!"

Maybe I'm missing something...

Y'know, I keep wondering if I'm not missing something essential that makes other human beings, well, human beings.

Someone just wrote in their LJ that they loved someone so much it hurt, especially when they're away from said object of their affection.

I've never felt this. Not even remotely. Sure, I've missed people before, and I miss Abi when I'm not around her, but I seem to be lacking that profound quality which everyone else seems to have. Other people seem to feel empty or ache when their love isn't around, and I don't. I miss them, I think of them occasionnally, but I never find myself in that particular state of anguish that characterises the act of loving.

Perhaps I'm just incapable of that particular human emotion.

In my world, love is only a stronger version of like, of friendship and mutual affection. Does that make me less human than others? I don't know. Maybe I'm just not built to love in that way. Maybe I'm not meant to ever feel that.

I suppose that might be why jealousy is always lurking on the edges of my friendships: I'm not jealous of my friends or the time they spend with other people, but I am jealous of the *intensity* of their relationships, the fact that other people can stir emotions in them that I'll never be able to experience.

Okay, enough pseudo-philosophising, back to work.

Maybe I'm missing something...

Y'know, I keep wondering if I'm not missing something essential that makes other human beings, well, human beings.

Someone just wrote in their LJ that they loved someone so much it hurt, especially when they're away from said object of their affection.

I've never felt this. Not even remotely. Sure, I've missed people before, and I miss Abi when I'm not around her, but I seem to be lacking that profound quality which everyone else seems to have. Other people seem to feel empty or ache when their love isn't around, and I don't. I miss them, I think of them occasionnally, but I never find myself in that particular state of anguish that characterises the act of loving.

Perhaps I'm just incapable of that particular human emotion.

In my world, love is only a stronger version of like, of friendship and mutual affection. Does that make me less human than others? I don't know. Maybe I'm just not built to love in that way. Maybe I'm not meant to ever feel that.

I suppose that might be why jealousy is always lurking on the edges of my friendships: I'm not jealous of my friends or the time they spend with other people, but I am jealous of the *intensity* of their relationships, the fact that other people can stir emotions in them that I'll never be able to experience.

Okay, enough pseudo-philosophising, back to work.

True to form...

The quiz couldn't pick just one based on my answers.

( Which Poet Am I? )

True to form...

The quiz couldn't pick just one based on my answers.

( Which Poet Am I? )

Drink up, me hearties! Yo ho...

Saw Pirates of the Carribean. It rockses, yes it does, preciouss...

Johnny Depp nances around like no man has ever nanced before, and yet he manages to make it look ambiguous anyway.

Orlando Bloom looks all earnest and doe-eyed, and pulls it off quite well thankyouverymuch.

Did I mention how well Johnny Depp nances?

Dang, but that man can nance!

Would have enjoyed the movie even more if it not for the blinding migraine that started at work. Was determined to see movie, however, so I went, and I don't regret it.

Now, OTOH, there's an army of fireants with powertools going at the inside of my head. Owie.

Must go see movie again, when head is not imploding or otherwise trying to debilitate me permanently.

Drink up, me hearties! Yo ho...

Saw Pirates of the Carribean. It rockses, yes it does, preciouss...

Johnny Depp nances around like no man has ever nanced before, and yet he manages to make it look ambiguous anyway.

Orlando Bloom looks all earnest and doe-eyed, and pulls it off quite well thankyouverymuch.

Did I mention how well Johnny Depp nances?

Dang, but that man can nance!

Would have enjoyed the movie even more if it not for the blinding migraine that started at work. Was determined to see movie, however, so I went, and I don't regret it.

Now, OTOH, there's an army of fireants with powertools going at the inside of my head. Owie.

Must go see movie again, when head is not imploding or otherwise trying to debilitate me permanently.

Yurgh...

I'm going to bed before the urge to vomit really takes hold.

*massive hugs* to all my friends, because once again the world seems to gave gone to crap for a lot of you.

I will send good vibes once my head stops hurting, because Lord knows you don't want my migraine-y vibes right now. They suck. ;)

*smooches*

Yurgh...

I'm going to bed before the urge to vomit really takes hold.

*massive hugs* to all my friends, because once again the world seems to gave gone to crap for a lot of you.

I will send good vibes once my head stops hurting, because Lord knows you don't want my migraine-y vibes right now. They suck. ;)

*smooches*