September 27th, 2004

james t. kirk - reflective

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This morning, in front of the mirror in the bathroom, I had a rush of feeling woozy and dizzy.  And it's happened a few times here at work, even though I'm sitting down.  That's weird.  I'm not hungover (that was Sunday), and I sure am not empty-stomached, good lord, I sure did fat myself this weekend.  I ate a lot of food.  I had multiple dinners.

I'm hopefully finishing up a project today and tomorrow.  Have to revise my stormwater report.  I wish I could say I'm good at taking criticism, but man, it makes me so testy.  Also, Bruce wants me to present this project to the planning board, when we do that.  The idea is incredibly terrifying, and part of me feels like I should be worried about it, and stressing out about it, but the rest of me (and that's the part that's bigger) recognizes that it's going to happen whether I worry about it or not, and there's nothing I can do about it NOW to prepare, so mostly I just think about it as something that's going to happen, oh well.  It sure will be stressful when it's happening, though.  I guess I have to grow up sometime, career included.

I'm thinking about taking a personal day, just to get some things done at home.  I don't think I've ever done that before.  Whenever I take a day, it's to go on vacation or to play around in Philly (WORK BITES), so that will be interesting.  I have a fear that if I do that, I'll sleep late and not get anything done anyway.  That would be terrible.  So we'll see.  I'm too much of a wuss to take a day when things are really busy, and things are never not really busy around here.  I'm going to see the Roots and Common on Thursday, so Friday would be a nice day to do it, but the concert is right there on my calendar, all obvious and everything.

I had a really good weekend, it was over too soon.  I went up to New York.  I'll talk about it later, I promise.