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Tuesday March 16, 2004

Mom,

Sorry to hear about you and Carl's health issues. Wish there was some magical potion I could dispense to the people I care about (after taking a couple of sips myself) to restore health and youth. Be hard to explain to the world at large, but hey, I'd lie if I had to. ;)

The weather is cool and drizzly here today, and was yesterday, and the sudden change in climate has me fighting off some kind of chest cold (or it's just an allergic reaction). My nose keeps running and I've had a trace of congestion deep in my chest... enough to give me an unpleasantly liquid rattle when I breathe too deeply. I have to go back out in it today (Accent is simply not an understanding place to call in sick at). Fortunately, I have some chicken bouillon cubes so I can make hot soup, as well as orange juice.

I realized, looking through my medicine cabinet last night, that I no longer have anything useful for cold or flu or respiratory nonsense, which is a silly oversight for someone with my recurring health complaints... but nothing I can do about it until this payday, at least.

I had a very good day at work yesterday... in addition to getting a nearly unprecedented 12 sales, I also got certified. Nathan handed me the certification form yesterday after a congratulatory e-pop, and I'll get feedback from him today (even when you pass calls, they always give you feedback) but I am, now, An Agent In Full, or some such shit. This basically means I won't be fired for not getting certified, and also, I can bid on other jobs, as far as I know, so hopefully I can get off the floor in a couple of months and do something else, if there's an opening on one of the back room teams.

Amanda offered me a ride home from work last night, and although I didn't need it (it's a five minute walk) I was happy to accept. She was just being nice, because it had been raining on and off all day. Good thing she's married, though, or my busy busy mind would be wondering if I were supposed to be seeing something more in the offer. However, since she seems happily co-joined, I don't have to spend any time trying to figure out if this is one of those 'signals' that are supposed to be so obvious to guys (and, by the way, ARE NOT, say, why don't you women just come right out and ask us out, the way we're expected to do with you? I know it's HARD, but this 'signals' crap is just a bad way to go about the whole courtship procedure).

Sunday... I can't think when you could have gotten a busy signal, unless you called at EXACTLY the moment Chad did, for a couple of minutes. I spent most of Sunday walking to and fro in the world, playing clix with Paul, and then watching THE PRACTICE after he left. I suppose I could have been online for odd moments here and there, but you must have picked your time very well.

Chad called because he and Mel had gotten back from her dad's place, and she had pointed out to him that he had the seats taken out of the van anyway (to transport the kids' bikes) and he had next Saturday off, and the only thing on his schedule was bringing the recliner over to me, so he might as well do that tonight. Chad and I are both wryly sure that Mel is perfectly capable of generating things for Chad to do with that 'peaceful' Saturday next week, but hey, I have a recliner now, and it's a really badly beat up, shabby, completely functional and comfortable one, so it's perfect for me. I may not need a couch or a coffee table, but I think I'll definitely pick up another entertainment center, since whenever I go over to look at movies, or my clix, which are on that built in bookshelf next to the TV, I brush against the television itself, and if I keep doing that, I'm going to knock it right off that stand one of these days.

All right. I need to take a shower and get my head into this whole Consciousness Thing. Oh, I won a sales blitz yesterday (I got 4 sales in one hour, all from one call) and got my pick of movies from the gift table. They were a sad lot, but I picked out THE PROFESSIONAL, which I remember liking all right at the theater over a decade ago...

Okay, I watched it again this morning (this is a few hours later, now) and wow, I’d forgotten how much I really enjoyed that film the first time. It’s a solidly good movie. Gary Oldman’s psycho act was old even when this film came out (1993) and it’s gotten older since, but Jean Reno is just perfect in this. Danny Aiello I can always take or leave, but I’d also forgotten just how luminous and generally heartbreakingly gorgeous Natalie Portman was at the age of 12, too… and she seems to turn in a pretty good performance in a fairly complex part, as well.

I hope you guys get good news on the house and that you're both feeling better. In fact, I hope for magical potions to restore us all to perfect youth and health (I'll take beauty, too, if there's any going around), but I have a feeling that one will only lead to disappointment.