I can read Sam's mind (wendy) wrote,
I can read Sam's mind
wendy

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don't pay him any attention

An unexpected side effect of working downtown? Homeless people. We had to call security three times just today to remove passed out people asleep at computer terminals.

It was a pretty day so I decided to eat my lunch out on the front steps. This turned out to be a mistake (see aforementioned homeless problem) but I did have a neat experience. The library is across the street from city hall and there was a whole mass of men, dressed in black, outside who were singing or chanting or something in a foreign language. It was freaking GORGEOUS. I asked the security guard what was going on. He didn't really know but thought it might be people protesting the war.

This afternoon, there was a branch director meeting and the director from the branch I worked at before Christmas came by to say hi. She said everyone missed me and that I'd made such an impact my "absence left a dent." I'm pretty sure that might be about the best compliment anyone ever has given me.

On my way home, I called my mom and she gave me some bad family news and then we had a HUGE fight. I feel sure we'll make up shortly but at the moment, I don't really care to speak to her anytime soon.

It all just made me feel very alone. And Invisible. Lonely and unneeded. Redundant.

And while intellectually I know that isn't at all true, emotionally I'm having a tough time grasping it.

Time for food and to get caught up on the PCA. Any news about SPN yet?
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