This week I struggled to acclimate to my late night work schedule and failed utterly. I slept at every opportunity, sleeping so much that I often missed meals. I have two prime periods of potential productivity, before 1:00 pm, when I leave for the job at South Hill Elementary and between 5:30 pm and 10:30, the latter being when I am due to be at Olin.
My fellow supervisors who work at Olin are nice. They also seem a little bored. Heidi is the other person on staff member on shift with me. I have no idea what her title is (but should really know that). She used to work as a social worker and did another vaguely mentioned stint on a Buddhist Retreat. Both of these things tell me that she will deal with an emergency situation well.
Why does being a Buddhist mean anything about how she’ll handle emergencies? Because it means she must know KUNG-FU.
We’ve walked home together this week and its been nice chit-chatting and walking around Ithaca again. I’ve become too car dependent.
I missed every opportunity to head to the Y and the GIAC Boxing Gym. Next week I’m all over that shit. My walk to and from Olin have become my only excercise.
My Riddle of Steel variant, The Riddle of Blood, has been moved to Sunday nights. We’ll play in a fast 4 hour session before I head to work. We game in Goldwyn Smith Hall, so I can just pack up and head over to Olin. The second sesion really took off. Mario tweaked some of his SA’s and the game really flew with just me, Mario and Jevon at the table.
I barely saw Janaki this week through my haze of work and sleep. Tomorrow I’m off to Philly to see Rob and Sara, do some gamin’. Should be fun. I haven’t been to the City of Brotherly Love in ten years. Will hit the road with my trusty AAA Triptych, the Lord of Doors, Miriam and Dan. Should be a really fun drive.
I’ll come back for my first unassisted shift at Olin and then I’m on a fuckin’ mission to see next week as more productive and less ass-sittery than this ‘un. Settling into the new job will only hold as an excuse for so long.
My day planner, Frank, is cluttered with things to do like: Y, Boxing Gym, Daily Conditioning, Put Together Heavy Bag, Room, Closet, Finish up SU application, 1000 words a day on TRoB.
It is time to start checking some of this drek off the list. Frank must be bored with this same old shit week in and week out.
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