Stupid people fry me.
That aside, it's been a great morning. Jake's going to hockey tonight, so we carpooled in and I got to drive the lush, kooshy truck. I adore the soundsystem. And I have work to do, but not killer work, so I squeezed in a couple-a emails, and I'm about to go get a second cup of coffee.
Tomorrow's plans: 9-10 AM e-interview. Gotta brush up on my professional-speak. :P Finish constructing shed before it snows! 6 PM, crank out some ornaments at Melody's. *grin* Definitely a nice-sounding day.
I confessed yesterday to Jake that I sometimes feel like the people at work see me as a little special. You know, Special. Like reserved parking space Special. That Ellen, she's a little odd... whiz with the computer and all, but don't expect her to make sense all the time.
Of course, that's a fairly safe assumption of me. I feel pretty good about myself on days when I can remember everyone's names, not trip over my own feet, and remember how to tie my shoelaces. (Double-knots... any bows I make fall out in about an hour. I dunno why... maybe I walk funny.)
A lot of people on my friendslist seem to be going through really tough times right now, and I want to make a little callout; I care! I don't know what to say to cheer you up or make things right, you're far away and maybe I don't know you that well, but I'm 'listening,' and wishing that bad things didn't happen to good, well-deserving people and that jobs were better, and that there were more of them, and that people were never mean or unkind and trust was never betrayed, and getting an education wasn't so frustrating, and I hope you know I'd take whatever pain you're suffering away from you if I could.
I'm coming to grips with the fact that I'm a sappy, trusting, emotional girly-girl who listens to her heart much more than is socially acceptable. In fact, I'm coming to grips with the fact that I'm a strange, bizarre person who is lucky to maintain any social relationships, with an odd, warped mix of caring about everyone unconditionally and being completely, selfishly wrapped up in my own hopes and dreams.
I suppose there's part of everyone that believes they are a freak.