roiling and sweating

One week from tomorrow: Seattle! Well, really, boarding the train to Seattle. It’s a 23-hour ride. But hooray, I have train tickets and crash space and preliminary sightseeing plans! I also have maps and exclamation points!

Two weeks from tomorrow, my new job begins. I remember when I was a kid that about this time of the year my mom would take me shopping for school supplies. I remember cracking open that first notebook, uncapping that first pen, writing that first metadata on the blank page, ahh! I wonder if I’ll get that excited about my new coworkers, my new cube, my new business cards, my new bus pass … yeah, it’s me we’re talking about. I’ll get that excited.

The MSG mentioned something I hadn’t thought about while we were talking about my trip. He said, “How often do you get to go away on vacation and not worry about what’s piling up for you at work?” Great point! I fully intend to embrace the limbo that is the full-stop between Librarying and Webbifying.

In anticipation of this change, I have been having some funky dreams lately. Of course I’ve had the dreams that feature the library in some danger. Those were to be expected. But in another dream, I went to Hawaii to hand-deliver an “I’m sorry” quiche to a friend of mine, but I’m not sure what I was sorry about or how a quiche makes it better. Also, I dreamed about an ex and his current partner having a baby, which was bizarre enough, but some of my cousins were excited enough about it to throw them a baby shower. Um. Okay.

So my subconscious is roiling; that’s good. That means I’m attempting to process stuff. I just wish I had a big Fast-Forward button for the dream part.

And because no current post would be complete without mentioning the weather: I do not understand why I won’t just sweat, why my skin is stuck in this shivery pre-sweat phase. It’s like having goosebumps, only for heat. Sweating would be an improvement right now, and I can’t believe I just typed that.

About Halsted M. Bernard

Halsted, a/k/a cygnoir, does stuff with words. Her favourite things to do with words are keeping this diary, writing stories, and organising information. She lives in Edinburgh with her husband, two cats, a few gadgets, several fountain pens, and many books.

Posted on 23 Jul 2006 in Diary
  • http://supervery.com sue

    i just realised

    when i visit SF i can get seattle sightseeing tips from you

    YAY!

    have a wonderful holiday and snagh yourself a spot on the observation dome (if the is one) much better views. and normally bigger seats.

  • http://techstep.livejournal.com rob j.

    seattle! sweet. someday i’d like to go there.

    vacations taken between jobs are wonderful; they’re the sorbet between courses, in a sense.

    (and congratulations on your new job, by the way!)

  • http://www.wireheadarts.com/ wirehead

    Maybe you gave them an “I’m sorry” quiche because you had egg on your face about something? :)

  • http://really.disquieting.com hawk

    You’re not sure how a quiche would make it better? It’s a quiche! When does a quiche not make it better? Damnit. Now I want Tartine. And they don’t open for many hours. You bastard.