Especially when it comes with a kiss.
It’s been quite a week. It’s been a busy week, and I was out Wednesday for a headache. Yesterday was not a productive as I’d like because I still had said headache. Hopefully, today will be more productive and headache free. I have several work items to do, but I also have an interview to teach part time online. Many of the jobs I’m applying for are looking for online teaching experience in addition to in class teaching, so I applied and they want me to interview. Today, I will do the practice interview and then do the real interview on Monday. It’s a strange type of interview, where the question comes on the screen and then they record your answer. It’s just you in the process, which seems not very personable to me, but it is for an online class. If I make it past the interview then I will have to go through their training before I am hired. I’ll let you know how it goes.
Yesterday, I had another one of my headaches. It lasted all day long and into the night. I just hope I wake up this morning without it.
UPDATE: I’m feeling better today. The headache is still there but not as bad as yesterday.
ABC premiered a new show a week and a half ago: Deception. It’s about an illusionist Cameron Black (above) who gets into solving crimes. I love the illusions and the guy who plays Cameron is quite good looking. Here is a good synopsis of the show:
Superstar Las Vegas magician Cameron Black’s career may have been ruined by scandal, but he’s found another place to put his skills of deception, influence and illusion to use: the Federal Bureau of Investigation. As a consulting illusionist, Cameron uses every trick at his disposal — inventing new ones as necessary — to help the government catch the world’s most elusive criminals and solve crimes that seem to defy all explanation. In doing so, he while feeds his ego by staging the biggest illusions of his career.
Deception airs Sunday nights on ABC at 10 pm Eastern.
Talking about new shows, there is another new show on Sunday nights at 8 pm Eastern on CBS called Instinct. This show stars out actor Alan Cumming who plays the first leading gay man in a network drama. Here is a synopsis of Instinct:
Dr. Dylan Reinhart is a former CIA operative who’s created a quieter life for himself as a professor and author of a best-selling book on abnormal behavior. When tenacious and resourceful NYPD detective Lizzie Needham approaches him to help her solve a serial killer case, he taps into his old skill set and reaches out to a CIA friend who has access to invaluable top-secret intelligence. As Dylan gets lured back into the adrenaline filled world of law enforcement, he and Lizzie realize that, together, they make the perfect team.
Both shows are well worth checking out. They are currently my favorite shows.
Amy Lowell, 1874 – 1925
The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies
between me and my book;
And the South Wind, washing through the room,
Makes the candles quiver.
My nerves sting at a spatter of rain on the shutter,
And I am uneasy with the thrusting of green shoots
Outside, in the night.
Why are you not here to overpower me with your
tense and urgent love?
Happy Vernal Equinox! (March 20th 12:15pm)
Yesterday, I got in my car to go buy groceries, tried to start my car, and all I got was a clicking noise. I don’t know much about cars, so I called my dad. He said it was likely the battery. Luckily, my neighbor had jumper cables. This I know how to do. So I hooked the jumper cables up, she started her car, and then I tried to start mine. More clicking noises ensued. I also tried my little jump starter, but that didn’t work either. I finally broke down and called a coworker, who I know works on cars and asked for help. He agreed that it sounded like the battery, so he came over and we took the battery out. He took me to the only parts place open on a Sunday in this area, and I bought a new battery, the last and only one the parts place had that would fit my car. So we went back and put in the battery, I said a little prayer, and my car started up. Once it started I needed to drive it a little bit so, I went and did my grocery shopping.
By the way, I just paid off my car this month. Something was bound to happen.
P.S. Neither the neighbor or coworker comes close to resembling the guy above.
Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall. – Proverbs 16:18
“Pride goeth before a fall” is a saying that is similar to the original Bible verse, found in Proverbs 16:18, but it does not accurately reflect the original text. In fact, the verse says, “Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall.” This shows that destruction is the end result of pride, according to the Bible.
Here is a little Indian Fable that I found called “Pride Goes Before the Fall.”
In a certain village there lived ten cloth merchants, who always went about together. Once upon a time they had travelled far afield, and were returning home with a great deal of money which they had obtained by selling their wares. Now there happened to be a dense forest near their village, and this they reached early one morning. In it there lived three notorious robbers, of whose existence the traders had never heard, and while they were still in the middle of it the robbers stood before them, with swords and cudgels in their hands, and ordered them to lay down all they had. The traders had no weapons with them, and so, though they were many more in number, they had to submit themselves to the robbers, who took away everything from them, even the very clothes they wore, and gave to each only a small loin-cloth a span in breadth and a cubit in length.
The idea that they had conquered ten men and plundered all their property, now took possession of the robbers’ minds. They seated themselves like three monarchs before the men they had plundered, and ordered them to dance to them before returning home. The merchants now mourned their fate. They had lost all they had, except their loin- cloth, and still the robbers were not satisfied, but ordered them to dance.
There was, among the ten merchants, one who was very clever. He pondered over the calamity that had come upon him and his friends, the dance they would have to perform, and the magnificent manner in which the three robbers had seated themselves on the grass. At the same time he observed that these last had placed their weapons on the ground, in the assurance of having thoroughly cowed the traders, who were now commencing to dance. So he took the lead in the dance, and, as a song is always sung by the leader on such occasions, to which the rest keep time with hands and feet, he thus began to sing:
“We are enty men, They are erith men: If each erith man, Surround eno men Eno man remains. Tâ, tai, tôm, tadingana.“
The robbers were all uneducated, and thought that the leader was merely singing a song as usual. So it was in one sense; for the leader commenced from a distance, and had sung the song over twice before he and his companions commenced to approach the robbers. They had understood his meaning, because they had been trained in trade.
When two traders discuss the price of an article in the presence of a purchaser, they use a riddling sort of language.
“What is the price of this cloth?” one trader will ask another.
“Enty rupees,” another will reply, meaning “ten rupees.”
Thus, there is no possibility of the purchaser knowing what is meant unless he be acquainted with trade language. By the rules of this secret language erith means “three,” enty means “ten,” and eno means “one.” So the leader by his song meant to hint to his fellow-traders that they were ten men, the robbers only three, that if three pounced upon each of the robbers, nine of them could hold them down, while the remaining one bound the robbers’ hands and feet.
The three thieves, glorying in their victory, and little understanding the meaning of the song and the intentions of the dancers, were proudly seated chewing betel and tobacco. Meanwhile the song was sung a third time. Tâ tai tôm had left the lips of the singer; and, beforetadingana was out of them, the traders separated into parties of three, and each party pounced upon a thief. The remaining one–the leader himself–tore up into long narrow strips a large piece of cloth, six cubits long, and tied the hands and feet of the robbers. These were entirely humbled now, and rolled on the ground like three bags of rice!
The ten traders now took back all their property, and armed themselves with the swords and cudgels of their enemies; and when they reached their village, they often amused their friends and relatives by relating their adventure.
I’ve yet to watch any of the NCAA March Madness, but I have a few games on tomorrow that I want to watch. I played basketball in high school and love to watch the tournament when it is on. You never know who’s going to win.
There are so many things to say, but I don’t know where to start. First, I want to thank everyone for their compassionate comments yesterday. It’s so hard losing a friend, and though he’d been very sick for years, there is no way to prepare yourself for the loss of a friend.
Second, if you’ve never experienced clinical depression, then you are very lucky. It’s more than just being sad. A constant sense of hopelessness and despair is a sign you may have major depression, also known as clinical depression. Some of the symptoms might include:
• Fatigue or loss of energy almost every day
• Feelings of worthlessness or guilt almost every day
• Impaired concentration, indecisiveness
• Insomnia or hypersomnia (excessive sleeping) almost every day
• Markedly diminished interest or pleasure in almost all activities nearly every day (called anhedonia, this symptom can be indicated by reports from significant others)
• Restlessness or feeling slowed down
• Recurring thoughts of death or suicide
If you are feeling these symptoms, please talk to your healthcare provider and seek help. You can’t understand until you try therapy or medication how significantly different you can feel. It is possible to live a normal life again.
Third, and this is random, I chose the picture above for no other reason than because I find the guy sexy. I love his green eyes that go perfectly with his green shirt. I love the almost smile on his face. He’s just beautiful to me.
Finally, there are a myriad of other things I could talk about, but I’m gonna leave it at that.
Sometimes I’m grouchy, sometimes I’m sad, and sometimes I cry. All those things are because I am clinically depressed. I take medicine for it and on most days it helps. However, when tragedy strikes, even the medicine doesn’t help. I cried myself to sleep Tuesday night and cried again Wednesday morning. A good friend of mine, whose suffered from a debilitating disease for years, passed away. He had been there for me in one of my darkest hours and done so much to help me. He was a wonderful man: selfless, loving, and kind. I’ve only ever known one person to be as selflessly generous as he was, and she is a wonderful friend and I don’t know what I’d do without her. I will miss my friend who passed and my thoughts are with his friends and loved ones.
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