What to say about today?

Woke up this morning to the sound of an alarm watch ringing in my ear, hopped out of bead and called work to see if they needed me (I hate on-call shifts), they didn't. My sister was playing out in the snow with our neighbors, and my parents and I were invited over too. My director called to tell us that the cheaper rehearsal was postponed until tomorrow at one. Of course nobody took the time to notice that there was no ice on the road, and that it was more than likely that after the snow melted today that it would probably freeze tonight, making it worse than it was today. Logic is truly beyond a lot of people. On the other had it allowed to postpone my making of a valentine for Liz. This is good not because I don’t like Liz but I’m just lazy. I went to work to pick up my check and check my schedule for the next few weeks. Attempted to get a couple shifts changed and already had people lined up to cover them for me but apparently we have a new policy that says all changes have to be verified by both parties involved with the change. I’m not opposed to the policy but it makes things more difficult than they were. Anyway I told my manager about the changes and he told me that he would try and get in touch with the other people. I certainly hope he does because I’ll be in Lubbock visiting Texas tech. had lunch at Cici's with my dad and we both read our books while we ate, I was reading "The Moon is a Harsh Mistress" by Robert Heinlein. Which is filling in some holes left by "The Cat Who Walks Through Walls" which was the only Heinlein book I was ever disappointed with. I’ve also been reading "for us, the living" Heinlein's supposedly "Lost Book," he typed with an almost complete subject change. It’s interesting, when I bought the book one of the guys I work with mentioned that there was some controversy about weather r not the book was actually written by him. As I read the book I can see some similarities in the writing but there's enough differences to make me wonder if it was genuine but just written before Heinlein found his voice, of just an imitation. Continuing on with my day, after lunch my father and I came home and I watched TV and played Prince of Persia while he defragmenter my sisters hard drive. Then my sis and mom came home from their knitting group (or was it cropping?) and we watched last night’s episodes of Monk and Joan of Arcadia. All in all, not the worst valentines day in history even though it didn’t go as I expected it to.


Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to do.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.  ¶ 2/14/2004 08:50:00 PM