i can’t believe tomorrow is december. wow.
so last night cari, debbie, becca and i had a girl’s night at the movies, and we chose to see….die another day. yes, four girls out without the boys, free to see whatever cheesy romantic comedy we’ve been secretly wanting to see…and we chose james bond. funny.
before we left, everybody came over to my place and we had leftover turkey and sweet potatoes (well, except for becca who doesn’t eat turkey). yum. i still have more, so i am eating them for lunch today as well. i really should make sweet potatoes more often since i like them so much…but they seem like such a thanksgiving food!
anyway. it’s time for the georgia tech vs. uga game, so i’m off to watch. i don’t know what our chances are, georgia’s pretty darn good this year, but…go tech!!
(6:19 p.m.)
sigh.
tech is getting massacred.
a good friend took a job and i didn’t know, because we never talk anymore. i don’t know why we never talk anymore. i am not confident enough in my friendships.
president bush has suggested that i (and my fellow civil servants) not get my full raise next year because “full statutory civilian pay increases in 2003 would interfere with our nation’s ability to pursue the war on terrorism.”
bullshit, bushie!
i just watched the space shuttle and space station glide silently overhead, joined together by a small docking ring to form a bright unwavering star in the sky. there were 10 people in that bright star that i could see swimming through the sky from my balcony. and i thought, “i help make that happen. i do my small part to make that happen.”
that’s why i came to nasa, that’s why i sacrificed a higher salary and a cushier work environment and instead toil as a civil servant in my plain beige building with my uncomfortable old-as-dirt chair and my crappy government-issued computer. despite that, i do good work. we do good work. to have the president say that we’re not worthy of our normal pay raise because he needs the money to feed an already obese military is a slap in the face.
(7:11 p.m.)
i just called my friend to catch up, and ask him about the job he’s taken. it took me an hour and a half to work up the courage to dial his number for a six minute conversation. he was busy. he said he’d call back in a week or so.
even when we know our feelings are absurd, it is so hard to overcome them. i was honestly frightened to pick up the phone to call someone i used to be so incredibly close to, someone who was a best friend before distance got in the way. confidence in friendships? yeah, i have none. stupid, stupid sarah.
