April 27, 2001
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In case y'all are curious, I've actually made a decision regarding leaving Disney. As in, I'm not. I've been leaning towards staying for awhile. It's just better for me right now, I think. As I mentioned last time, the atmosphere in this town is just too tentative, too jumpy right now for me to leave a job without assurances of getting another anytime soon. I have a friend who's been out of work for nearly a year and he hasn't been able to find anything permanent. Even temp work is drying up. I know a few other people in entertainment who have been unemployed or recently laid off and they can't get industry temp work to save their lives. One even had to go to Germany recently for a month to make some money. So up and leaving probably isn't the way to go. I also consulted a psychic friend of one of my close friends, someone he's known and trusted for years, and much of what she said helped to focus thoughts that were already tumbling around in my brain and quelled those nagging little worries that were stalling me from making a decision. Maybe I chose the easy way out. Maybe deciding not to leave isn't really a decision. That is a constant worry of mine. But if it turns out that I'm not meant to stay here anymore, and the concerns that I had about my higher-ups were right, then I'll probably be laid off in July. I think maybe I should start preparing for that possibility, and if that happens, then so be it. Worse comes to worse, I can always take a job at Sears and live in my parents' garage.
Aside from all of that, my birthday was actually pretty nice. I didn't meet Mike Farrell, like I did last year, but it was still a better birthday. On Saturday I went to my folks with my friend M., to celebrate both my birthday and my older brother's (which was earlier in the month) and received some very nice presents (a cool water fountain from sis [which is exactly like one given to me for Christmas by some friends, but I do love it and will put it in my bedroom], three very heavy, but beautiful vases from the bro and a pretty earring and necklace set from my parents). Despite that fact it was my birthday celebration, somehow I ended up preparing all of the food except for the roast. But I wasn't upset about that. Well, not too much. Then Tuesday, the day before my birthday, I received both an e-card and a postcard from Linda and, on my birthday, an e-card from her mother. I also walked into my cube Wednesday morning and found a FedEx package from a dear friend and her husband. Inside was a $50 gift certificate to Lane Bryant. Since my boss let me go early, I shopped, shopped, shopped! (Went a little bit over, ok, more than a little, but I really needed the sweaters and underwear!) Since I was in an excellent mood all day (due, in part, to a little innocent flirtation, er, I mean, Squishy forum postings with Fred and Mike, well, I just felt the day was getting better and better. And Wednesday night M. and I went out to dinner. Nothing fancy, and since he's between jobs he couldn't afford to treat me, but it was very nice to get out and spend time with a good friend. Then yesterday, between 7am and 8:15am, I received three calls (from each of my sisters and from my best friend Risa), wishing me a happy belated birthday. All in all, a good birthday. And this weekend promises to be an exhausting but fun one, with a day-long birthday party for a friend on Saturday (from 4pm until ?? - lots of drinking and limo riding will happen) and spending Sunday with alopekis (one of the Vegas crew). If I'm not terribly hungover from Saturday, that is.
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(from AstroCenter)
You may feel more reserved than usual, Carol - especially when it comes to
romantic relationships. Even in the most intimate situations, you may be feeling
apprehensive about expressing yourself fully. Be careful that you don't end up
sending messages to others that suggest that you don't wish to be around them. People are apt to think that your reluctant nature is because of them. It is fine to be a recluse, but just make sure that you don't completely alienate
yourself in the process.
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