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update with rain
Jun. 20th, 2006 08:27 amDark morning of gentle rain, streetlamps wreathed in halos. As I rode the bus, the rain became the thick, soaking sort. Such a relief to me after even a couple of days of the loud and brutal Texas sun. Quite a downpour by the time I got to campus and work.
Switch to summer writing hours not terribly smooth, as per. Yesterday afternoon I gave up pretending to write and took a nap. Also, I don't mind getting up early, I do it fairly naturally (with help from two cats sitting one on either side of me staring until I wake; paws will be applied if it seems to be taking too long), but I hatehatehate having to rush about getting my shite together to leave by a certain time. I was born for leisure, really, for the slow and langorous morning sliding gently into productivity. The forced march of the regular day job hours makes me terribly grumpy and miserable. Of course, at the moment, the early in to work is self-imposed, because of the heat as the day progresses, and I can leave of the early and, theoretically, write for several hours in the latter portion of the afternoon...
While writing is feeling somewhat theoretical, I did apply for two jobs yesterday, sent "To Be Warm" back out after the sad demise of Flesh & Blood left it homeless again, had a meeting with my employee liaison at the university to talk about the 'special consideration' program that I am eligible for as an employee whose job (and the center where it exists) is being eliminated, rather than being fired. She kept harping on how I could be a UT temp if I didn't find something before the end of August. *shudder* Big help, lady, thanks.
One of the jobs I've applied for is to be an adjunct teacher of writing and English at St. Edward's, a private university here...really had to plump up the somewhat limited teaching experience I've had. Not an ideal job, since there wouldn't be insurance, but I figure I need to throw out the feelers wide and see what they get. The other job is another f/t at the university, a writing/editing job, but f/t. sigh.
Beh. Feh. Wah.
Had dinner with M last night at Azul; Mediterranean tuna melt in the back garden; they also make a nice cannelloni "hummus" served with beautiful plump snow or sugar peas and carrots. The friend contact, hugs, and convo were really really good, and needed. Needed just as much as food.
Switch to summer writing hours not terribly smooth, as per. Yesterday afternoon I gave up pretending to write and took a nap. Also, I don't mind getting up early, I do it fairly naturally (with help from two cats sitting one on either side of me staring until I wake; paws will be applied if it seems to be taking too long), but I hatehatehate having to rush about getting my shite together to leave by a certain time. I was born for leisure, really, for the slow and langorous morning sliding gently into productivity. The forced march of the regular day job hours makes me terribly grumpy and miserable. Of course, at the moment, the early in to work is self-imposed, because of the heat as the day progresses, and I can leave of the early and, theoretically, write for several hours in the latter portion of the afternoon...
While writing is feeling somewhat theoretical, I did apply for two jobs yesterday, sent "To Be Warm" back out after the sad demise of Flesh & Blood left it homeless again, had a meeting with my employee liaison at the university to talk about the 'special consideration' program that I am eligible for as an employee whose job (and the center where it exists) is being eliminated, rather than being fired. She kept harping on how I could be a UT temp if I didn't find something before the end of August. *shudder* Big help, lady, thanks.
One of the jobs I've applied for is to be an adjunct teacher of writing and English at St. Edward's, a private university here...really had to plump up the somewhat limited teaching experience I've had. Not an ideal job, since there wouldn't be insurance, but I figure I need to throw out the feelers wide and see what they get. The other job is another f/t at the university, a writing/editing job, but f/t. sigh.
Beh. Feh. Wah.
Had dinner with M last night at Azul; Mediterranean tuna melt in the back garden; they also make a nice cannelloni "hummus" served with beautiful plump snow or sugar peas and carrots. The friend contact, hugs, and convo were really really good, and needed. Needed just as much as food.
