Lent, the final day...
Good Friday is over, and the Easter Vigil awaits... thus ending Lent. Needless to say i am taking off Monday night and my friends at work are taking me out.
Many interesting thoughts have traveled through my mind since last i wrote... the range of which has been slightly extraordinary. Such range starting with, "i'm going to kill my cats..." and ending with, "the socio, cultural, and moral aspects of contraceptives..." Sometimes, more often than not, my mind is a beehive swarming with individual thoughts, each trying to create its own vintage of honey... the activity is busiest when sleep is the most desirable... figures.
i find that money frustrates me to an almost ulcer-producing level. It is not the lack or abundance thereof, more so the necessity. If i could have my way, i would go to my job two days a week, spend another two in a lab/classroom studying the human mind alongside Raoul, spend another day within the federal government in the pursuit of violent repeat criminal offenders, (profiling serial killers, sex crimes, etc.), and spend my Sundays studying religion. My free time would be spent in the theatre, and conducting marriage counseling. There would also be several sabbaticals in which i would write books, and maybe produce/act in a few movies. Politics would eventually follow later on after i gained enough experience to somewhat know what i was talking about on various issues. There would also be much traveling to foreign countries, and additional university time spent on philosophy, accounting, English, and foreign languages.
The reality is that although i attempt to accomplish as much of this as i currently can, i find that many doors remain shut due to financial or spatial reasons. It is not possible for me to work a job two days a week and still purchase food and shelter. It is not possible for me to study the human miracle at a good university with Raoul, and still live and work where i am. Nor is it possible or affordable to once again become a full time student, and yet travel to foreign countries, or be involved in politics or large-scale criminal investigations. If i didn't have to worry about basic cost of living expenses, student loans, work for reasons of necessity, i feel like i could accomplish so much more. i suppose the challenge is learning how to accomplish the most possible with the choices that you have made, and learn to make choices in the future that will promote an increasingly fertile environment to produce more of what i desire to accomplish.
Hm... that was a rather interesting vent... (debating whether or not i should delete all of that)
Well, my task force assignment has ended and i am back on regular assignment... which means i am back on graveyard shift and answering calls. i must say i got kind of spoiled not answering calls for service, going to work in jeans, and doing all of the exciting aspects of the job, i.e. running through a graveyard chasing bad guys/kicking down the doors to houses with guns blazing. (Note - we will NOT be publishing my mother's comments on the task force assignment ending.)
My friends at work have scheduled me for another blind date... Although i had a choice in the matter, i don't think i really had a choice in the matter. It should be interesting regardless. i shall mention all the details afterwards (unless of course those details would produce a certain degree of embarrassment or otherwise reflect overly negative upon the lady... if its really bad i'll just say i used Mr. M's excuse of an "asthma attack")
i am feeling the increasing desire to return to Chile again soon. It was a very beautiful country with very beautiful people. (and i am not simply referring to the young ladies! though, granted, there were quite a few of those. South/Central American women have such an exquisite beauty about them, as i am sure Quijote can agree) I have decided to apply myself in learning the language, and have recently started estudio espanol, along with the GRE (which i am frightfully taking next week.)
Such as it is i will be looking forward to the near conclusion of Lent because my desire for an excellent glass of red wine has grown considerably over the past several weeks. And speaking of wine and the GRE, i found it rather humorous that a friend of mine whom i asked to write a recommendation for my grad school app mentioned that my greatest weaknesses where women, wine and cigars... in that order. It is yet to be determined whether it was funny because it was written on the grad school app for counseling psychology, or the fact that for all intensive purposes it is essentially accurate.
Many interesting thoughts have traveled through my mind since last i wrote... the range of which has been slightly extraordinary. Such range starting with, "i'm going to kill my cats..." and ending with, "the socio, cultural, and moral aspects of contraceptives..." Sometimes, more often than not, my mind is a beehive swarming with individual thoughts, each trying to create its own vintage of honey... the activity is busiest when sleep is the most desirable... figures.
i find that money frustrates me to an almost ulcer-producing level. It is not the lack or abundance thereof, more so the necessity. If i could have my way, i would go to my job two days a week, spend another two in a lab/classroom studying the human mind alongside Raoul, spend another day within the federal government in the pursuit of violent repeat criminal offenders, (profiling serial killers, sex crimes, etc.), and spend my Sundays studying religion. My free time would be spent in the theatre, and conducting marriage counseling. There would also be several sabbaticals in which i would write books, and maybe produce/act in a few movies. Politics would eventually follow later on after i gained enough experience to somewhat know what i was talking about on various issues. There would also be much traveling to foreign countries, and additional university time spent on philosophy, accounting, English, and foreign languages.
The reality is that although i attempt to accomplish as much of this as i currently can, i find that many doors remain shut due to financial or spatial reasons. It is not possible for me to work a job two days a week and still purchase food and shelter. It is not possible for me to study the human miracle at a good university with Raoul, and still live and work where i am. Nor is it possible or affordable to once again become a full time student, and yet travel to foreign countries, or be involved in politics or large-scale criminal investigations. If i didn't have to worry about basic cost of living expenses, student loans, work for reasons of necessity, i feel like i could accomplish so much more. i suppose the challenge is learning how to accomplish the most possible with the choices that you have made, and learn to make choices in the future that will promote an increasingly fertile environment to produce more of what i desire to accomplish.
Hm... that was a rather interesting vent... (debating whether or not i should delete all of that)
Well, my task force assignment has ended and i am back on regular assignment... which means i am back on graveyard shift and answering calls. i must say i got kind of spoiled not answering calls for service, going to work in jeans, and doing all of the exciting aspects of the job, i.e. running through a graveyard chasing bad guys/kicking down the doors to houses with guns blazing. (Note - we will NOT be publishing my mother's comments on the task force assignment ending.)
My friends at work have scheduled me for another blind date... Although i had a choice in the matter, i don't think i really had a choice in the matter. It should be interesting regardless. i shall mention all the details afterwards (unless of course those details would produce a certain degree of embarrassment or otherwise reflect overly negative upon the lady... if its really bad i'll just say i used Mr. M's excuse of an "asthma attack")
i am feeling the increasing desire to return to Chile again soon. It was a very beautiful country with very beautiful people. (and i am not simply referring to the young ladies! though, granted, there were quite a few of those. South/Central American women have such an exquisite beauty about them, as i am sure Quijote can agree) I have decided to apply myself in learning the language, and have recently started estudio espanol, along with the GRE (which i am frightfully taking next week.)
Such as it is i will be looking forward to the near conclusion of Lent because my desire for an excellent glass of red wine has grown considerably over the past several weeks. And speaking of wine and the GRE, i found it rather humorous that a friend of mine whom i asked to write a recommendation for my grad school app mentioned that my greatest weaknesses where women, wine and cigars... in that order. It is yet to be determined whether it was funny because it was written on the grad school app for counseling psychology, or the fact that for all intensive purposes it is essentially accurate.
6 Comments:
Oh, Lord... I don't think your friend did you a favor by writing that. :\
And just so you know, lots of the articles I read are available in PDF format. I'd be more than happy to share some with you (particularly the social psych ones... I think you'd really like those). Just email me if you want a few to thumb through. Fair Warning: They aren't exactly easy reading.
I hope and pray the GRE goes well. Let me know how it turns out!
Well.at least you can get back to free Mexican food once in awhile...By the way, glockspeak (or .22 speak) on cats is a virtue.
I am thinking about you and the GRE... it wasn't too bad when I took it... Brush up on your basic math skills and you will be fine sweety!!!
I'll be in town the 22nd if you'd like to meet up... I'll have the girls...
Love ya!!!
Glockspeak on cats IS a virtue... sometimes a necessity. Don't think that Glock makes a .22 cal though. my collection consists of 2 .40 and 1 9mm. As it is the cats are getting balled up socks thrown at them... isn't proving to be as effective as i would like it to be.
Awe... don't kill the cats.. hehe... send them this way! I'm a cat person.
good luck with the blind date!
LOL.. so THAT's what glockspeak is!! well, glad to see Mexican food is cooked over at Q'sM&D's place : ) !!
i actually saved both the cats, if you can believe it. the girl was only 4 weeks old. search warrant. she wouldn't come out from underneath my patrol car. i'm a sucker.
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