friday random elevenish: “i bought a headache” edition
Indeed, a week. As briefly teased in earlier dispatches, I’ve spent a large part of the week dealing with petty bureaucrats and their petty power-trips. It has, for the large part, sucked, though after working with some dare-i-say “allies” within the organization, I unleashed a little bit of bureaucratic jujitsu of my own, and have managed to short-circuit the opposition’s efforts, and in fact, have managed to get my program funding package approved, ahead of the deadline originally denied me beacuse of bureaucratic roadblocks.
Calling it a win, with a side “pffffft!”.
Doesn’t mean I’ve not been struggling with persistent tension headaches due to the stress of the entire affair, and finding myself frustrated and just done with the whole business for several days now.
Beyond that, the week’s been relatively uneventful, apart from a few unique tasks, like replacing the battery in the van and watching a rather huge house fire two doors down on Wednesday night that brought out nearly every damned fire/emergency truck in the county, which was novel (it doesn’t appear anyone was hurt, thankfully). Otherwise, I work, I continue to eat most meals from the huge pot of vegetable soup I made on Sunday night, go outside for hikes (still haven’t taken the bike to the shop; I’m dreading it, frankly) in the nice seasonably cool weather, and trying to banish Rosey Grier’s “It’s Alright to Cry” from my mental soundtrack since somebody posted some selections from Free to Be…You and Me to a GenX social media group I happen to look at now and again.
I am actually writing this Thursday, as I have taken Friday off, partially to burn through some of the leave I haven’t used (because there just isn’t much of anywhere to actually go) this year and would forfeit at the end of the year if it was over the arbitrary limit. Also, partially, because the accelerated semester is over and sombody has to go get the kid, her stuff, and her pet fish from college.
Otherwise, not a whole lot to speak of otherwise. Nothing on the agenda for the weekend really, apart from some vague plans to track down a favored food truck (which is apparently the only thing we do for fun anymore), and my sort-of-intention to finish off The Order on Netflix and see what sort of cliffhanger *this* series ended on before it got cancelled earlier this week.
And, tunes. All over the place from Spotify this week; Japanese Noise Rock, High Concept Indie, Alt-Country, and some good, old-fashioned Prog Rock. Also, a bonus here supporting the title of this post, The Replacements’ tune, which while technically about buying sub-standard pot, still applies in literal language about the cranial pain I obtained through activities I seem to have signed up for voluntarily. Ugh.
- “Don’t Light My Fire” – Otoboke Beaver
- “Time We Had” – The Mother Hips
- “Turn to Hate” – Orville Peck
- “They Are The Night Zombies!!They Are The Neighbors!!They Have Come Back From The Dead!!Ahhhh!” – Sufjan Stevens
- “Ice of Boston” – Dismemberment Plan
- “Milwaukee” – The Both
- “Club Zero” – The Go-Go’s
- “Your Dog” – Soccer Mommy
- “Around Your Room” – Kississippi
- “The Trees” – Rush
- “The Cult of Dionysis” – The Orion Experience
- “Handle With Care” – Jenny Lewis with the Watson Twins
- “The President” – WiT
- “Outside” – Kero Kero Bonito
