Thoughts from my old notebook

Today, we went to the Museum of Natural History with Jenny and Cody. I love that museum. They are having a mythical creatures exhibit right now but it wasn't as fantastic as I'd hoped. I enjoyed going through the NY State history/ecosystem hall better.

We also tried Pinkberry. My apologies if you actually go to that link and hear the incredibly catchy music. It was pretty darn good. I'd go again if it was more convenient.

Val! and I have been commenting back and forth on a lot of our photos from Portland. Good times.

I switched to a new notebook at work, which resulted in my going through my old one, transferring some still-relevant notes, throwing most everything away, and stealing a couple of sheets of musings I'd written while sitting in meetings but being "checked-out." I thought I'd transcribe them here, despite the fact that they're lacking. Then again, most of my posts here are anyway.

"because you have changed, or because you are new... or because once we fought with you, with your citizens, but have since made amends and you are once again new to us <3"

I am not sure what the above was about.

I like this one a little better;

I am remiss to damage a page completely blank, full of purpose, a thing of beauty almost - not at all ugly or hideous as it sometimes becomes once I've begun my regular scribblings.
              And yet - I have that unfortunate human condition that requires me to deface or destroy those beautiful, pristine things.

He called in... who cares. Half of the time he just sits there bored out of his mind anyway.

I feel sad or lonely or maybe that's not it. Maybe what I feel is dispassionate and insignificant. I don't know, but I imagine that could be it.

I want pizza. I want Cosi. I want happy. I want cozy.

TB strategy - "it's a little all over the place" and "We're still trying to figure out just what it will be." Meaning if you're a man or have the right title people will actually listen and respond to your ideas. What am I missing?

Everything is so small if you want it to be - feels so small.

Like I am so in debt and I don't want to be an insignificant worker bee all my life and I want to do fun stuff and How will I be able to get out of debt in order to justify going back to school.

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