Azithromycin, a full course antibiotic therapy in just 5 doses
Last day: 5. Guess that means I'm officially over it. The ick that's going around.
Saw some good friends in Benicia last night, haven't been up there for a while. Have to head over to Clayton soon, too.
Bought some clothes last weekend that I'm very happy with. Bought some dress shoes on-line that arrived today. Very unhappy holding them in my hands; they just don't do the photographs justice. Buying clothes, especially shoes, on-line is an dicey proposal. And these shoes are going back.
Yesterday had a few strange events. Drove to work to cut down lateness and saw a couple of wild turkeys on the hill next to Orinda. Then walking with a friend at lunch up to the Oakland Rose Garden Park, saw another turkey calmly ambling and pecking around the roses. A good friend of mine suggests that urban/suburban people encounters with wild animals are special events to be noted and correlated with other omens. Also at the park the 2nd of the 3 great pine trees had recently blown over, up-ending its roots and tossing a large section of asphalt walk up on its side. Another omen. I was present the day after the first of the 3 blew other a few years ago. Their hulking, sheltering presence made for the peaceful and protected space under which marriages are often performed at the park. Now there remains 1 great pine.
The last event I'll note here was tragic and dramatic. Kim and I returning from Walgreens were passed by an ambulance heading in our direction. I could see up in the distance a clump of flashing lights, and I speculated out loud that there must have been an accident at the intersection just beyond our street. As we approached we saw that there were multiple police cars, a fire truck, the ambulance, and many neighbors and public professionals at our street. And as we got right up to it, they were on our corner property -- a small car coming down from the other direction had crossed lanes, jumped the curb, driven over our neighbor's and our side property and crashed into one of our hickory trees. Missed the fence, drove over the agave/century plant and hit two trees. Tree vs. car, tree wins. The fire dept and medical people were carefully extracting the driver; I could see from the open passenger door that the deflated passenger airbag was bloody, but I didn't see the passenger. It must have happened just 15 minutes before we arrived home.
Ate too much today, not really best choices. I feel uncomfortable tonight, but also disappointed about how I'll feel tomorrow (had pasta and carbs always effect me poorly) I'm down a stable 15 lbs from beginning of year. Can I afford today's load? It will work out. I had an unusual, overwhelming reaction to an extraordinarily condescending remark from a manager directed at a co-worker; I couldn't get over how strongly I felt insulted hearing this manager's comment, "That attitude is not helpful." Sounds pretty simple when you write it out of context, but it was dripping with fucked up, condescending sarcasm as it spurted across the conference table. My supervisor, who was present, was kind enough to stay at my request and talk to me privately about my reaction. He's a good person to talk to, I'm thankful.
Then lunch with The Guys from the office, we went into the official gossip zone and beat up on key management types. Delightful, like eating a box of chocolates in one sitting.
Gray called today. Good to hear his voice. His business' annual catalog is just done. He's looking to get a car again. Riding bike for 30 minutes at 10 degrees f was too much, and Gray and Heather drive to places on the weekends. Anxious about the loan, doing good.
Weekend is here. Feeling... blah. Feeling examined, watched. I want to wander off, slip down the side, find another path, a clear spot. Something. Can't see it from here. Little less freedom, fettered.
I could go over the river, sit with a friend at a sidewalk cafe, chat, feel the clear air on my arms and sun on my face. The water, the hills, the birds, the refineries. Gaze at the smile, the eyes. Good companionship, I crave it. Maybe I'll get an email, maybe my phone will ring. Maybe I'll send one, or ring one up.
And chores and errands. That will probably eat up tomorrow. Wish I was... oh, never mind.
Saw some good friends in Benicia last night, haven't been up there for a while. Have to head over to Clayton soon, too.
Bought some clothes last weekend that I'm very happy with. Bought some dress shoes on-line that arrived today. Very unhappy holding them in my hands; they just don't do the photographs justice. Buying clothes, especially shoes, on-line is an dicey proposal. And these shoes are going back.
Yesterday had a few strange events. Drove to work to cut down lateness and saw a couple of wild turkeys on the hill next to Orinda. Then walking with a friend at lunch up to the Oakland Rose Garden Park, saw another turkey calmly ambling and pecking around the roses. A good friend of mine suggests that urban/suburban people encounters with wild animals are special events to be noted and correlated with other omens. Also at the park the 2nd of the 3 great pine trees had recently blown over, up-ending its roots and tossing a large section of asphalt walk up on its side. Another omen. I was present the day after the first of the 3 blew other a few years ago. Their hulking, sheltering presence made for the peaceful and protected space under which marriages are often performed at the park. Now there remains 1 great pine.
The last event I'll note here was tragic and dramatic. Kim and I returning from Walgreens were passed by an ambulance heading in our direction. I could see up in the distance a clump of flashing lights, and I speculated out loud that there must have been an accident at the intersection just beyond our street. As we approached we saw that there were multiple police cars, a fire truck, the ambulance, and many neighbors and public professionals at our street. And as we got right up to it, they were on our corner property -- a small car coming down from the other direction had crossed lanes, jumped the curb, driven over our neighbor's and our side property and crashed into one of our hickory trees. Missed the fence, drove over the agave/century plant and hit two trees. Tree vs. car, tree wins. The fire dept and medical people were carefully extracting the driver; I could see from the open passenger door that the deflated passenger airbag was bloody, but I didn't see the passenger. It must have happened just 15 minutes before we arrived home.
Ate too much today, not really best choices. I feel uncomfortable tonight, but also disappointed about how I'll feel tomorrow (had pasta and carbs always effect me poorly) I'm down a stable 15 lbs from beginning of year. Can I afford today's load? It will work out. I had an unusual, overwhelming reaction to an extraordinarily condescending remark from a manager directed at a co-worker; I couldn't get over how strongly I felt insulted hearing this manager's comment, "That attitude is not helpful." Sounds pretty simple when you write it out of context, but it was dripping with fucked up, condescending sarcasm as it spurted across the conference table. My supervisor, who was present, was kind enough to stay at my request and talk to me privately about my reaction. He's a good person to talk to, I'm thankful.
Then lunch with The Guys from the office, we went into the official gossip zone and beat up on key management types. Delightful, like eating a box of chocolates in one sitting.
Gray called today. Good to hear his voice. His business' annual catalog is just done. He's looking to get a car again. Riding bike for 30 minutes at 10 degrees f was too much, and Gray and Heather drive to places on the weekends. Anxious about the loan, doing good.
Weekend is here. Feeling... blah. Feeling examined, watched. I want to wander off, slip down the side, find another path, a clear spot. Something. Can't see it from here. Little less freedom, fettered.
I could go over the river, sit with a friend at a sidewalk cafe, chat, feel the clear air on my arms and sun on my face. The water, the hills, the birds, the refineries. Gaze at the smile, the eyes. Good companionship, I crave it. Maybe I'll get an email, maybe my phone will ring. Maybe I'll send one, or ring one up.
And chores and errands. That will probably eat up tomorrow. Wish I was... oh, never mind.
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