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Wednesday, July 02, 2003

OFFICE POLITICS...AT HOME!

You might think that one of the benefits of working from home is not having to deal with office politics and snippy coworkers. Well, you'd be right, most of the time.

Long story short: RH, quit your whining. JB, quit your bragging. CS, step in and moderate as is your duty as our supervisor.

Guinea pigs do not oink, RH. No one gives a fuck how many lines you, JB, get in a day and unless you're trying to demoralize everyone, keep it to yourself.

ALSO
JB - I was a proofreader/lead at one point as well, and I'm just as damn good as you are, so don't you dare talk down to me. Speed doesn't matter nearly as much as you might think.

RH - Your terminal perkiness is terminally annoying. Take me off the list for your stupid 'inspirational' forwards. If you spent less time fucking around on the 'net, YOUR line count might be higher too and you'd have no cause to complain.


I'll pray to the ennobled powers of Employment that there is life after being a transcriptionist, preferably as a forest ranger or research ethnobotanist...anything to get away from the constant clucking, scolding and henpecking.

posted by Julie Neff  # 7/02/2003 08:30:00 AM

Tuesday, July 01, 2003

LAZY DAY

The entire day went thusly:

Wake up. Want barbecue. Get barbecue. Come home. Sleep. Wake up. Walk at Lapham Peak and watch sunset. Come home. Shower langorously and with assistance. Exhaustively carnal romp. Sleep.

Aaaaahhhh...summer vacations were never before like this.

posted by Julie Neff  # 7/01/2003 06:38:00 PM

Monday, June 30, 2003

SUMMER SPRINGS

I was out hiking in Kettle Moraine again, aiming for Stute Springs and Paradise Springs. It's a good two-hour hike from the parking lot to get to these places, one way.

The last time I was at Paradise Springs, it was the dead of winter, December 1995 to be exact.

There is a big stone-walled pool surrounding the spring. It's calm and reflective at the edges, away from the burble of the center, where the spring wells up.

When I last looked into that pool, I didn't like what I saw. I saw weariness, desparation, too-old-for 21, illness and pain. I wanted to drown myself in the pool. About two weeks later was when I OD'ed on sleeping pills and ended up dead on the table at the hospital.

Revisiting a place that has such negative associations might be dangerous in some contexts, but I decided to face it anyway. It was hot, I was thirsty, and the water at the springs in KMSF is widely known as very high quality and bug-free. Getting it straight from the source seemed only appropriate.

I approached the stone-walled pool, waving away curious flies and bees. No one else was there. I sat on the edge of the pool, on the stone wall, and took a peek at my reflection.

At that moment, the wind and clouds saw fit to dramatize, and a heavy shadow fell over the spring. Not even 10 feet away, sunlight still fell on the forest floor. Somewhere, a bluejay was hollering about a thief.

I saw in the water nothing more than my own face, shiny with sweat, pink from sun and exertion, hair straggling out of a haphazard ponytail...looking too young for 29, with energy in reserve, determination, radiant health and happiness; backlit with sunlight pouring out around the edges of the unnecessarily dramatic cloud, a few butterflies flitting about behind me, summer already in progress.

I took a drink, face down in the water, hands-free. I shook out my hair and redid my ponytail. I noted then how much things had changed in 7-1/2 years. I noted how the water did indeed give me an accurate reflection, unlike the silvered glass and plastic flatplates upon our walls.

Trust your reflection in the water. It doesn't lie.

posted by Julie Neff  # 6/30/2003 09:13:00 AM

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