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Wednesday,
February 27, 2002
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life is good
"Power is a tricky thing: first
you use it, then you abuse it, and finally you lose it."
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relief I have a great feeling of relief. I've taken on a big job. Without the power to do it. If they have decided to park me in the weaning pen, then it's a great relief. I realize that they probably won't take action to see me actually leave. Perhaps I'm wrong. In any case, I see some light. Truly, I haven't had the power to do the job all along. But now I'm not at all frustrated by that. So, I awake with dreams of going down a highway on a bicycle with other bicycles and I am all in control even though the path to where I am going is complicated. I know the way. (This positive dream is only somewhat spoiled by the call of the bladder and when I dream I'm at a performance and need to go to the bathroom, I actually go outside the auditorium and find a bathroom. With is extremely rare in my dreams.) I wake up. Three hours after I would have had to get up if I'd been going to Houston. Ah.
Work. It goes. I attend some good meetings because they are technical and the technical people attending are smart and cooperative. I gossip a little with other employees. I don't know what's happening nor do they. There is plenty of gossip, though.
I work on finalizing my presentation for the conference in May. I have to hand it off to the conference people by Friday. I'm taking off Friday so it has to be tomorrow. I can never resist changing wording. The conference people asked for only one change: color coding some words. I'm serious. So I'm doing that. Hoping I don't introduce more errors. Which, of course, I will.
We were supposed to go to an opera lecture. I would have enjoyed it. But not with this stuff hanging over my head. FFP isn't in the mood either so we don't go.
At home, I should have packed for our weekend trip or finished the presentation and converted it to an Adobe PDF. But I eat some turtle soup and salad and FFP and I watch a tape of Third Watch and Crossing Jordan from Monday. I work on the crossword puzzle and read a bit of the papers. I doze.
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