Listen, Linda
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thepnutgalleryI browsed around in the morning for dab pens, found one that's supposed to be the absolute best/strongest, but it came out a year ago and is currently back-ordered. It was enough to calm me out of my hunting frenzy. There are a couple other inexpensive ones I might buy just so I never have to worry about being penless, and since the upgrade came out a year ago, I'll keep tabs on where it's gone. What a time to be alive. I've also got to figure out what to do with my ever-expanding stash of bonus flower the dispensaries keep sending. Maybe I'll ask them for carts, concentrate, or edibles ≥ the price of the flower they send? But given the existing hoard, hypothetically, what would happen if I made cannabutter or a tincture or whatever with a vast spectrum of strains? I'll look into it so I'm not completely clueless, then discuss with Keagan.
I'd been able to start making up ground yesterday and used that advantage to my further advantage, so I distributed eservice before 8. And I'm getting better at communicating these things, so I at least let everyone know I'd done some of their work so no one freaked out. I couldn't remember if Kathy was out *through* today or came back today, so I'd focused on her mail. And claims. She was back, but this gave her more time to address anything that came up while she was gone. It was Administrative Professionals Day, so we had a Zoom lunch party. JJD asked I planned to attend and I learned I have something of a reputation for not attending the various office parties. I opted out of the Birthday parties altogether due to the anxiety over them. I did join via audio, though I really popped in and out, attention-wise. Kathy forgot she swapped NOA entry days with JJD and only remembered just before an afternoon meeting. I was about to start on tomorrow's mail, but I told her I would get started on them for her while she was in her meeting. So of course I entered all of them. Plus that way I got to title the email "Afternoon Delight." I was mad at myself that I forgot to check one of my cases Ready for Matching before I clocked out but JJD did it for me. And then I got a grip and realized I'd done eservice, NOAs, and all of my normal work. It's fine.
FHA messaged me about a FB exchange he'd seen. I'm still in FB Jail for another couple weeks, I think, but I checked anyway. Somewhat related to my Wonder Wednesday about how people feel their lives would be different but for the internet, I sort of wondered what my experience in Rocky would have been like in the ultra-partisan landscape of Trumpets and Qrazies. Stranger things have happened. More than that, though, it felt like a premature castigation of outdated social mores. Professor Lynch was a brilliant, mostly progressive man. But he was ancient, so his misogyny and homophobia were more subtle. His complaining about the HIV + dentist and frequent use of hypotheticals involving elderly professors and ingenue students that would realistically be sexual harassment, off the top of my head. I'm fine, even intrigued to see how society might progress such that my own views are considered conservative. But the idea that they might someday is not justification for lumping me in with Right Wing Deplorables now.
Tim called me in the evening to clarify details about Chip and Julian's respective visits. I hadn't heard anything from Chip, and being so anxiously non-confrontational, I was just planning to gnaw on myself silently until I heard from him. He persuaded me to message him. So crazy it might just work. I have no idea why I'm always so scared of saying the wrong thing, speaking too soon, etc. On the plus side, having to do that helped me develop my PR skills. I really do enjoy finding the nicest possible way to say something. For Chip, I checked when he was coming down, if he'd prefer me to send eDocs to him, or D) Other. He's having some construction issues up there, but we'll check back in later.
On Julian, I unfortunately didn't have pen & paper handy, but yet more problems with my non-confrontational tendencies. Julian needs discipline, because currently much of his effort is devoted to avoiding responsibility. And while I used the graphite in the rough idiom, Tim reminded me of his Addiction Interstate metaphor. We're driving through life, and if we end up on Addiction, our friends just point out off ramps. With however much volume, flash, and insistence they can. He said I've done a great job of setting and enforcing boundaries for the trip, but I could & should obviously do more. Julian called as well, but I didn't want to end such a valuable conversation, so I just sent him Irrepressibles, GAI, and Elephant Revival and told him to give his take on them. I'm far less concerned with whether people do or do not like something than *why.* Tell me more, tell me more.
I'd been able to start making up ground yesterday and used that advantage to my further advantage, so I distributed eservice before 8. And I'm getting better at communicating these things, so I at least let everyone know I'd done some of their work so no one freaked out. I couldn't remember if Kathy was out *through* today or came back today, so I'd focused on her mail. And claims. She was back, but this gave her more time to address anything that came up while she was gone. It was Administrative Professionals Day, so we had a Zoom lunch party. JJD asked I planned to attend and I learned I have something of a reputation for not attending the various office parties. I opted out of the Birthday parties altogether due to the anxiety over them. I did join via audio, though I really popped in and out, attention-wise. Kathy forgot she swapped NOA entry days with JJD and only remembered just before an afternoon meeting. I was about to start on tomorrow's mail, but I told her I would get started on them for her while she was in her meeting. So of course I entered all of them. Plus that way I got to title the email "Afternoon Delight." I was mad at myself that I forgot to check one of my cases Ready for Matching before I clocked out but JJD did it for me. And then I got a grip and realized I'd done eservice, NOAs, and all of my normal work. It's fine.
FHA messaged me about a FB exchange he'd seen. I'm still in FB Jail for another couple weeks, I think, but I checked anyway. Somewhat related to my Wonder Wednesday about how people feel their lives would be different but for the internet, I sort of wondered what my experience in Rocky would have been like in the ultra-partisan landscape of Trumpets and Qrazies. Stranger things have happened. More than that, though, it felt like a premature castigation of outdated social mores. Professor Lynch was a brilliant, mostly progressive man. But he was ancient, so his misogyny and homophobia were more subtle. His complaining about the HIV + dentist and frequent use of hypotheticals involving elderly professors and ingenue students that would realistically be sexual harassment, off the top of my head. I'm fine, even intrigued to see how society might progress such that my own views are considered conservative. But the idea that they might someday is not justification for lumping me in with Right Wing Deplorables now.
Tim called me in the evening to clarify details about Chip and Julian's respective visits. I hadn't heard anything from Chip, and being so anxiously non-confrontational, I was just planning to gnaw on myself silently until I heard from him. He persuaded me to message him. So crazy it might just work. I have no idea why I'm always so scared of saying the wrong thing, speaking too soon, etc. On the plus side, having to do that helped me develop my PR skills. I really do enjoy finding the nicest possible way to say something. For Chip, I checked when he was coming down, if he'd prefer me to send eDocs to him, or D) Other. He's having some construction issues up there, but we'll check back in later.
On Julian, I unfortunately didn't have pen & paper handy, but yet more problems with my non-confrontational tendencies. Julian needs discipline, because currently much of his effort is devoted to avoiding responsibility. And while I used the graphite in the rough idiom, Tim reminded me of his Addiction Interstate metaphor. We're driving through life, and if we end up on Addiction, our friends just point out off ramps. With however much volume, flash, and insistence they can. He said I've done a great job of setting and enforcing boundaries for the trip, but I could & should obviously do more. Julian called as well, but I didn't want to end such a valuable conversation, so I just sent him Irrepressibles, GAI, and Elephant Revival and told him to give his take on them. I'm far less concerned with whether people do or do not like something than *why.* Tell me more, tell me more.
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