June 2, 2008
It's Monday and the vacation is over. I haven't been at my desk since May 21st, and I can truly say it was wonderful to be away. But it's all over now. It's so hard for me to take time off because of the massive amount of responsibility I shoulder at my job. It's not just me. Several of us work our butts off. Others do not. Isn't that just typical? I guess I am feeling dejected because I have to work six full (or fuller) days in a row beginning today. No easing back into things - full tilt is the name of the game.On a happier note, the Javelina Hunt of 2008 is well underway for this October in Tombstone. Rooms are going quickly, so lock yours now. You can always change your mind later. Several of you have already booked, and that is fabooo! We have a site already set up for more information, so please go see javelinahunt for all the latest news. Our Tombstone on-site contact is casa-rosie, and she is always available to answer questions too. Andrew has donated a gold membership to us, so we will be running banners soon.
I have to put on work shoes today. Bleah......
On a happier note, I will be taking some Roswell gifties to my co-workers. I hope they like their presents. I'll be sending out the gifts to all who requested them later in the week, so watch your mailboxes soon. If you really want to enhance your Roswell gift experience, I suggest you make yourself an alien detection hat out of aluminum foil and put it on before you open your package. The results could be astounding....especially if the hat is in the shape of a swan.
So Tatum O'Neal was arrested for buying crack cocaine. What a surprise, eh? Interesting that she said she was researching a role for a movie. Very clever answer. She should go on Family Feud.
And here's a good one - some REAL research: A study finds that when people with low self-esteem think about dying, they indulge more in behaviors like eating or shopping. People with high self-esteem, however, keep the compulsions in check when contemplating their ultimate fate.
Somebody got paid to study that. Somebody else found it newsworthy.
If I thought about death a lot, I wouldn't want to go out and buy new socks or eat French fries. I'm not totally sure, but I don't think I would develop a love of shopping or compulsive eating. If the mere thought of going back to work curbs my appetite, I can only imagine what thinking of imminent death might do.
Ahhhh...enough of this frivolity. I need to iron something and wash my hair. I should probably gird something too. That's what all good soldiers do.
