![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Day 987: Another week
May. 22nd, 2011 11:19 amSeems a shame to keep calling each entry "day" when these days I'm lucky to remember to update once a week. Those people who write in their journals by hand every day are pretty much...saints.
So...to recap this week:
1. Church
Church has been good. Last week was good - I learned new things, and that made me happy. I think I'm starting to get to that place where I've seen so many of my other brothers and sisters, people whom I've admired and perhaps envied for understanding the scriptures so profoundly. I know I have a long way to go, and it's stupid to compare myself to other people, but I've always felt like I don't understand what's going on in this gospel, but I know enough of it to make sense of it, enough to answer small questions for others.
FHE on Monday night was capture the flag. It was good to get out - the weather was nice, if a bit chilly. It made me realize I hadn't really been up and active for nearly two weeks and I missed it. I guess that's a good sign, my body not cringing at the thought of physical activity. I learned that my ankle is still a bit twingy, and I need to avoid cartwheels, and I should seriously think about taking up running, but that's all right. Now that the weather's nice I also just need to get out and train more.
I went to the temple on Friday. Shortest temple trip ever, which was a bit weird, but after Sam and I went to visit the awesome bronze exhibit in the basement of the Trail Center. It never ceases to amaze me how art can teach in new ways, can make me think and examine and re-examine what I know, to remember things that have been gathering dust and cobwebs in the corners of my mind. I was also grateful that the education I received allows me to appreciate art and not just...look at it and feel but also learn from it. (Not that I have anything against people who just enjoy art for how it makes them feel, nor do I claim to be an art expert by any means.)
Who knows what this Sunday will bring. I am doing my best to be better, but already I have been distracted from the things I'm supposed to do on a Sunday. Some days I feel like Sunday manages to be the craziest day of all.
2. Work
We lost another secretary last week. She resigned, so now we're down to two secretaries for seven lawyers. The pipeline case is starting to give me fits but I'm doing my best. On Friday I was so fed up with work I curled up in my car and took a nap. I'm getting along with my coworkers just fine. Apparently I need to speak to Junior Boss every day so he can keep up on what's going on in my case list. It continues to frustrate me that he cannot remember why he wants to see me on any given occasion, because I will answer if he asks the questions, but I cannot ask the questions and answer them too. Still, we're working hard and at the end of the day I do love my job. Trial is coming up fast, and there's still a lot I have to get done. I wouldn't feel ready to try this case, so I cannot imagine how the boss is ready, but he's the boss and he's smarter and more experienced than I, and that's what counts.
We had a good laugh during our Friday meeting about interrogatories and the very funny answer the boss dictated for a stupid question from opposing counsel. They wanted us to list all the theorems upon which we based our claims and all the supporting material. The boss informed them that we used basic arithmetic to reach our conclusion, which is basic arithmetic is taught in fourth grade in most public schools and that the supporting material for such is really too voluminous to properly account for. We also snickered a bit about the whole Rapture thing that's been going around.
I had my first big girl assignment, which was representing a client at an insurance examination under oath, which is kind of like a deposition but not really. I drove to Lincoln and back for the affair. It was an interesting experience. Turns out I'm not quite as aggressive as people think I am and sometimes I need to object, bust in, and keep better control of a given situation. Still, the clients were super nice and I was glad to meet them. I don't know if I'll work with them again, but it was a good experience.
Also, it looks like I'm the chief proof-reader in the office. If there's a big writing project, the boss will likely have me proof-read it before it goes out. I remember watching a weird online series about lawyers and how low-level lawyers are praised for finding grievous typos on proof-reading assignments. Looks like it wasn't entirely a lie. Still, as a former English major I don't mind the work, and it's a nice change of pace from what I do. I continue to be weirded out by the fact that whenever the boss wants me to hang out in his office and help him with stuff I feel invariably flattered and pleased, sort of like that feeling I get when one of my parents is pleased with how I'm doing.
3. Family
My parents are in Europe. In an effort to stay in contact, I'm planning on sending my mother emails every now and again. Even if she doesn't get to see them while in Europe, they'll be waiting for her when she gets home, so that's something. They actually called me today and will apparently call about this time next week, which will be fantastic. I miss them lots, especially since I tend to call mum every day after work just to check in. I called my sister this week for some cooking tips once I realized neither mum nor Angela were available to help, and our conversation was brief, but she followed up afterwards and I was glad to see that we're bonding a bit and being friendly. Of course, she and her man take off for Europe as well this week, so it'll just be me.
Uncle Bob called on Thursday night while I was helping clean the church, so there's that. He wanted to know how mum and dad are doing. I reckon I'll update him after I send an email to mum and dad so they know what's going on in my bizarre life. I miss my family much, but it'll be all right.
I got a postcard from my dad - sent while he was in China. I expect this means I will receive his postcards from England when he's in China again.
4. Friends
I randomly called Chani after work today this week, and Logan was my phone buddy while I drove up to Lincoln. We all want to see each other, to write and hang out, to spar and spend time together, to put our minds together and have our own creative haven. I'm thinking now that Angela's gone I might spend some more time alone in the evenings and write some. There are all kinds of projects I've been meaning to start, and some I desperately need to finish, too, and I want to get them done, and I never seem to have the time.
I spent this weekend hanging out with Sensei Green for his semiannual board game marathon. I love hanging out with him - despite what he says, he's a genuine good person, and he does his best to be decent and kind even when he recognizes what he thinks is right is seen as old-fashioned and archaic today. I learn lots from him, and I like being around him, and I have fun. I learned all sorts of new games, including ones I'd like to buy and play, and I had fun playing D&D at the Lair. Didn't go out to the Village Inn afterwards. Pretty much my entire crew showed up, which made things loud and complicated, but it was fun all the same. Who knows how many of us will show up next week, but it will be an adventure all the same. I was fully prepared for my character to die, but I think things have turned around for her, and so I'm going to hang on to her as long as possible.
I feel bad whenever I'm impatient with my nerd friends, but sometimes they just...take a lot of energy, and I can only deal with them in small doses. Now that Angela's gone, I think a couple of them want to take her place, but Angela was special in a way that Cody was insofar as I could spend loads and loads of time with her and not go mad and need my space. My mum always worried that my solitary ways would prevent me from having friends or long-term relationships, but as it turns out there are some people in this world who I could stand indefinitely. (This includes pretty much my entire Cedar gang. We'd learned to be together without being a group. It was awesome.)
Training on Tuesday night was good. Awkward. Turns out I bring out the history nerd in Sensei Raymond, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. He's a super good guy, but I can't ever really see anything going anywhere with him (though he's really not an option, for a number of reasons, the most of which are that he's my Sensei and I have Cody - sort of). Didn't go Friday because I went to the temple instead.
Kile helped me feed the missionaries on Thursday night. Things aren't going well for his job, and I'm worried about him. Hope he'll be all right.
I miss Angela something fierce.
I went out to lunch with Amber on Wednesday night. We talked boys and law, sauciness and training, work and life and church. Like Angela, Amber is much more passionate about lawyering than I am. I could be a good lawyer, but I don't think I love it, not like they do. I think I just love having work to do and the mental challenge that comes with it (although sometimes the puzzles frustrate me half to violence).
I talked to Jenny for a long time Friday night, mostly about bar prep, boys, life, and pulling pranks for the Rapture.
5. Cody
Why yes, he pretty much gets a category all his own. Things there remain...complicated. As in I don't know if he's even really my boyfriend anymore. If people ask how my boyfriend is, I just say "fine" because I cannot explain what I do not understand. I know that I love him and I'm happy when he's happy, and I feel warm inside when he calls me on the phone and I can just hear in his voice that he's happy. We don't talk as much as we used to, but then he's been taking the initiative on calling (I'm finally making good on leaving the ball in his court on that issue), and I'm always glad to hear his voice. I'm going to see him for memorial day weekend - essentially the anniversary of our first date - and I don't know what happens after that.
Still, I love him lots and now I need to get to church.
So...to recap this week:
1. Church
Church has been good. Last week was good - I learned new things, and that made me happy. I think I'm starting to get to that place where I've seen so many of my other brothers and sisters, people whom I've admired and perhaps envied for understanding the scriptures so profoundly. I know I have a long way to go, and it's stupid to compare myself to other people, but I've always felt like I don't understand what's going on in this gospel, but I know enough of it to make sense of it, enough to answer small questions for others.
FHE on Monday night was capture the flag. It was good to get out - the weather was nice, if a bit chilly. It made me realize I hadn't really been up and active for nearly two weeks and I missed it. I guess that's a good sign, my body not cringing at the thought of physical activity. I learned that my ankle is still a bit twingy, and I need to avoid cartwheels, and I should seriously think about taking up running, but that's all right. Now that the weather's nice I also just need to get out and train more.
I went to the temple on Friday. Shortest temple trip ever, which was a bit weird, but after Sam and I went to visit the awesome bronze exhibit in the basement of the Trail Center. It never ceases to amaze me how art can teach in new ways, can make me think and examine and re-examine what I know, to remember things that have been gathering dust and cobwebs in the corners of my mind. I was also grateful that the education I received allows me to appreciate art and not just...look at it and feel but also learn from it. (Not that I have anything against people who just enjoy art for how it makes them feel, nor do I claim to be an art expert by any means.)
Who knows what this Sunday will bring. I am doing my best to be better, but already I have been distracted from the things I'm supposed to do on a Sunday. Some days I feel like Sunday manages to be the craziest day of all.
2. Work
We lost another secretary last week. She resigned, so now we're down to two secretaries for seven lawyers. The pipeline case is starting to give me fits but I'm doing my best. On Friday I was so fed up with work I curled up in my car and took a nap. I'm getting along with my coworkers just fine. Apparently I need to speak to Junior Boss every day so he can keep up on what's going on in my case list. It continues to frustrate me that he cannot remember why he wants to see me on any given occasion, because I will answer if he asks the questions, but I cannot ask the questions and answer them too. Still, we're working hard and at the end of the day I do love my job. Trial is coming up fast, and there's still a lot I have to get done. I wouldn't feel ready to try this case, so I cannot imagine how the boss is ready, but he's the boss and he's smarter and more experienced than I, and that's what counts.
We had a good laugh during our Friday meeting about interrogatories and the very funny answer the boss dictated for a stupid question from opposing counsel. They wanted us to list all the theorems upon which we based our claims and all the supporting material. The boss informed them that we used basic arithmetic to reach our conclusion, which is basic arithmetic is taught in fourth grade in most public schools and that the supporting material for such is really too voluminous to properly account for. We also snickered a bit about the whole Rapture thing that's been going around.
I had my first big girl assignment, which was representing a client at an insurance examination under oath, which is kind of like a deposition but not really. I drove to Lincoln and back for the affair. It was an interesting experience. Turns out I'm not quite as aggressive as people think I am and sometimes I need to object, bust in, and keep better control of a given situation. Still, the clients were super nice and I was glad to meet them. I don't know if I'll work with them again, but it was a good experience.
Also, it looks like I'm the chief proof-reader in the office. If there's a big writing project, the boss will likely have me proof-read it before it goes out. I remember watching a weird online series about lawyers and how low-level lawyers are praised for finding grievous typos on proof-reading assignments. Looks like it wasn't entirely a lie. Still, as a former English major I don't mind the work, and it's a nice change of pace from what I do. I continue to be weirded out by the fact that whenever the boss wants me to hang out in his office and help him with stuff I feel invariably flattered and pleased, sort of like that feeling I get when one of my parents is pleased with how I'm doing.
3. Family
My parents are in Europe. In an effort to stay in contact, I'm planning on sending my mother emails every now and again. Even if she doesn't get to see them while in Europe, they'll be waiting for her when she gets home, so that's something. They actually called me today and will apparently call about this time next week, which will be fantastic. I miss them lots, especially since I tend to call mum every day after work just to check in. I called my sister this week for some cooking tips once I realized neither mum nor Angela were available to help, and our conversation was brief, but she followed up afterwards and I was glad to see that we're bonding a bit and being friendly. Of course, she and her man take off for Europe as well this week, so it'll just be me.
Uncle Bob called on Thursday night while I was helping clean the church, so there's that. He wanted to know how mum and dad are doing. I reckon I'll update him after I send an email to mum and dad so they know what's going on in my bizarre life. I miss my family much, but it'll be all right.
I got a postcard from my dad - sent while he was in China. I expect this means I will receive his postcards from England when he's in China again.
4. Friends
I randomly called Chani after work today this week, and Logan was my phone buddy while I drove up to Lincoln. We all want to see each other, to write and hang out, to spar and spend time together, to put our minds together and have our own creative haven. I'm thinking now that Angela's gone I might spend some more time alone in the evenings and write some. There are all kinds of projects I've been meaning to start, and some I desperately need to finish, too, and I want to get them done, and I never seem to have the time.
I spent this weekend hanging out with Sensei Green for his semiannual board game marathon. I love hanging out with him - despite what he says, he's a genuine good person, and he does his best to be decent and kind even when he recognizes what he thinks is right is seen as old-fashioned and archaic today. I learn lots from him, and I like being around him, and I have fun. I learned all sorts of new games, including ones I'd like to buy and play, and I had fun playing D&D at the Lair. Didn't go out to the Village Inn afterwards. Pretty much my entire crew showed up, which made things loud and complicated, but it was fun all the same. Who knows how many of us will show up next week, but it will be an adventure all the same. I was fully prepared for my character to die, but I think things have turned around for her, and so I'm going to hang on to her as long as possible.
I feel bad whenever I'm impatient with my nerd friends, but sometimes they just...take a lot of energy, and I can only deal with them in small doses. Now that Angela's gone, I think a couple of them want to take her place, but Angela was special in a way that Cody was insofar as I could spend loads and loads of time with her and not go mad and need my space. My mum always worried that my solitary ways would prevent me from having friends or long-term relationships, but as it turns out there are some people in this world who I could stand indefinitely. (This includes pretty much my entire Cedar gang. We'd learned to be together without being a group. It was awesome.)
Training on Tuesday night was good. Awkward. Turns out I bring out the history nerd in Sensei Raymond, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. He's a super good guy, but I can't ever really see anything going anywhere with him (though he's really not an option, for a number of reasons, the most of which are that he's my Sensei and I have Cody - sort of). Didn't go Friday because I went to the temple instead.
Kile helped me feed the missionaries on Thursday night. Things aren't going well for his job, and I'm worried about him. Hope he'll be all right.
I miss Angela something fierce.
I went out to lunch with Amber on Wednesday night. We talked boys and law, sauciness and training, work and life and church. Like Angela, Amber is much more passionate about lawyering than I am. I could be a good lawyer, but I don't think I love it, not like they do. I think I just love having work to do and the mental challenge that comes with it (although sometimes the puzzles frustrate me half to violence).
I talked to Jenny for a long time Friday night, mostly about bar prep, boys, life, and pulling pranks for the Rapture.
5. Cody
Why yes, he pretty much gets a category all his own. Things there remain...complicated. As in I don't know if he's even really my boyfriend anymore. If people ask how my boyfriend is, I just say "fine" because I cannot explain what I do not understand. I know that I love him and I'm happy when he's happy, and I feel warm inside when he calls me on the phone and I can just hear in his voice that he's happy. We don't talk as much as we used to, but then he's been taking the initiative on calling (I'm finally making good on leaving the ball in his court on that issue), and I'm always glad to hear his voice. I'm going to see him for memorial day weekend - essentially the anniversary of our first date - and I don't know what happens after that.
Still, I love him lots and now I need to get to church.
