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Well, it seems Blogger doesn’t have a problem connecting with my FTP server, so clearly I must be doing something wrong. Oh well. My work computer has been acting funny for awhile now, though I’ve ran several virus scans and they haven’t found anything.
Last night, I finished the Dead Zone, or at least this season. I didn’t mean to, but it just happened that way. I mean, it was 5 episodes that I had left, and that’s a lot of the Dead Zone. It’s a show that’s really meant to be watched once a week - after a few episodes in a row, the whole psychic moment thing, where the world shifts and zooms or whatever you want to call it, got annoying.
I also managed to clean the front room up a bit. What I mean is that there is now a large space in the middle of the room where one can stand.
came and took her huge desk that was in the corner (though she left her boccie ball set and the large mirror over the fireplace), so there was some space to move things around. I’m not exactly sure if we can fit a couch in there, but we’ll see. If nothing else, it’ll fit in our extremely wide hallway. I also moved
’s stacks and bags of books around. Tonight, hopefully, unless I get distracted, I’ll get the camping stuff sorted and put back into the basement. Fingers crossed.
Also, since I had successfully cleared my schedule so that I would have ample time to do homework, and have momentarily found myself lacking in homework, I have been trucking along on the shawl/stole that I have been working intermittently on since Christmas. It’s looking good! I’m on the 4th ball of yarn (of 5, theoretically), and depending on how busy our weekend is and/or how much time
needs to clean his garage, I could get a chunk more done. We’ll see. It’s still slow-going, just because the way the pattern is.
I have a co-worker who is continually more of an anomaly to me. When he transferred here a few years ago, shortly after I started, it was from another State department, and I thought I’d heard that he used to work with us, but had been transferred out due to something with sexual harassment. This doesn’t exactly seem in-character for him, but it had been several years and maybe he learned his lesson? He is a friendly guy, quiet, kinda keeps to himself, but generally easy-going and nice. His cubicle is spotless. I mean, there are awards hanging on the walls, perfectly centered and not one crooked, and there are no piles of paper on his desk, no stray pens or pencils, nothing. Then I learned he lives in Southeast Minneapolis, has for decades, just south of Lake St, which isn’t necessarily the best neighborhood and it seems he might be a little out of place there. He goes on long camping trips with large groups of people (50-ish, give or take a dozen) that are catered. (Don’t get me started on that.) I recently found out he’s gay (which explains some stuff) through a conversation he was having with another co-worker (yes, it’s wrong to listen into other people’s conversations, but it was happening 5 feet away, and I’d suspected as much for a while), referencing the song “It’s Raining Men” as being a gay thing (this makes me sad, because I love that song, and I don’t think it’s a gay thing at all, but what do I know). Lastly, he is a smoker, like many people in my office.
I just don’t feel like all of these things fit together well in one person. It doesn’t make sense to me. But I’m sure I confuse the crap outta people too.
I itch today. Like crazy. I’ve been trying to keep hydrated (good thing to do when sunburnt), and I put on lotion last night and this morning after my shower. Alas, half an hour after showing up at work, my sunburn started itching. Thankfully, I no longer have to take Advil for the pain, nor am I radiating heat. I am not scratching, because that would be incredibly painful. But I itch. A lot. Itch itch itch.
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is taking a 6-week course to become a CNA (or to start on the path towards becoming a CNA? I get confused easily), so we’re taking a break. But
called and we talked for a while, and made lunch plans for today, and 


and myself. I was at a lake many times…
into one? (Highlight: this past weekend’s trip to
moving here, time spent in my hammock, and
… at least I didn’t have to move furniture for
was heart-breaking, and a relief.
sent me photos of her pregnant belly! I don’t get to see her until the end of September, so she’ll be even huger by then. So exciting! It was a mass email, so I’m sure she won’t mind my sharing with this small world.
and my brother-in-law.


. It was freshman year of
played), but I think the lasso would be more practical, like if I ever had kids, or maybe just when I’m a junior high teacher.
suggested last week that 
