After a 30-7 thrashing two weeks ago, the Mid City Bail Out Ballers narrowly prevailed over The Sliders in an 8-7 victory. The Mid City Bailout Ballers are now 1-4 for the season.
Last Saturday, on a lark, and as part of a general weight loss strategy, I decided to stop drinking pop. I have had one can since last saturday. Haven’t really had the headaches I would have expected and that’s good. We’ll see where this goes. I don’t own a scale, and I should probably buy one to see what I weigh, but I’m not in a rush to.
My bank has started a softball team. I got roped into joining said team, and it’s been a pretty fun experience. However, playing catcher without a catchers mask leaves something to be desired. I was quite terrified of a bat hitting me in the face and ruining my devastating good looks.
At work today, about 2pm I got a call from a friend of mine, who hadn’t bothered returning a phone call last week when me and someone else had planned to go to a midnight movie. The only reason this person bothered calling me at work was because they needed to borrow money. The temptation to blow them off was strong, but then they offered me a blow job to work it off in trade. Now, I know I probably won’t get that, but it sure is tempting.
Contention one is the status quo/harms.
Since my mother got cancer a couple of years ago, I’ve been puttering around. I’ve lacked the funds to continue my education, and as such, I’ve had to take work that is, I daresay, below what people expect of me. There is not a problem with working , and I’ve no shame in having a job, but I do feel ashamed, and rather embarrassed at disappointing people who have expectations of me that I am not meeting.
It is time to take responsibility and stop delaying moving forward. Law school at this juncture is not a practical option. It is much too expensive, and the constraints involved (time, inability to work and go to school) make it impractical.
Hence I present the following plan:
Plan Plank 1: Investigate the possibility of enrolling at MCC to get a certification as a paralegal. (already been done)
Plank 2: Enroll in said program as soon as possible
Plank 3: Complete program, get certified as a paralegal
Solvency: Getting certified as a paralegal is an important step in getting employed as a paralegal assisting lawyers in doing what they do. It also pays much better than my current job which would enable me to set aside money for possible return to Law School in the future. It’s also an important step in fulfilling some of the expectations that people have of me.
Still haven’t made a decision on where I’m spending my thanksgiving, but will probably end up spending it with my aunt and uncle and aunt and grandmother. I guess that’s a decision, though it’s a conundurum (probably spelled wrong but I’m too damned lazy to look it up and it’s almost 4am), but I figure I can just be unassuming and things will go well. I don’t really feel like being unassuming though.
Having difficulty sleeping, with a lack of people to talk to online, hence, I am blogging. This week an acquaintance from a previous life passed away. Her name was Deb Daly, and she worked at Ralston High School as a paraprofessional. The things I remember most about Deb were her warm smile and her cheerful personality. She was a kind person, and her death diminishes us all.
The other thing that is probably keeping me from getting any sleep is a phone call I received today. It was my aunt inviting me to thanksgiving at her house with my fathers side of the family. This wouldn’t be a problem for most people, except that the last time I saw this group of people, I was informed by them that they decided to terminate my grandfathers life support without informing me beforehand. Apparently their lack of consideration only covers important issues, like life or death.
So, question and answer time. Ask a question in the comments, and perhaps I will answer it.
This morning, I was at work, and I received a phone call from my Aunt Christine. My aunt informed me that my grandfather had passed away last night after suffering a heart attack Friday evening. My grandfather was 80, and would have been 81 in December. He worked for the legal department at Union Pacific for his entire career, and retired in 1986. He suffered his first heart attack in 1980, and his response was to put a nitroglycerin tablet under his tongue and drive a half hour to the hospital in Council Bluffs. Over the past few years his health had began deterioriating, and so I was reasonably prepared for his passing.
One of the most important things I learned from my grandfather is to observe the world around you. The first thing you would see upon entering their house was a barometer on the wall, an instrument of observation. Implicit in the possession of that instrument was knowledge of how to use it and interpret the results that it gave. Of course, this meant that rather than getting video games or a new bike for my birthday, I got a microscope, and a telescope, amongst other things.
Admittedly, I didn’t have much use for the telescope, as my family lived in the city, and getting an unobstructed view of the panorama of the universe is very difficult living in a city, but there you go. On the other hand, my grandparents lived in a rural area, and they had a brilliant view from their property. Over the summer, were I to get away from my nintendo (which didn’t happen nearly as often as it should have), I would find myself with my telescope, or binoculars (another gift) watching the Perseid meteor showers, observing the planets, and finding constellations.
All that said, there’s more to say on this subject, and I’ll probably add to this as needed.