Day 58

Back to work.

Yeah, busy, busy today. The most fun part was when I renamed an entire cluster of files and reformatted all of the corresponding hyperlinks to reflect a proposed name change for one of the hospital divisions. Two hours later I found out that the change had been cancelled by the senior leadership. Yay!

Actually the true fun part was donning a bunny suit with matching hat and shoe coverings to test a networking device in the operating rooms. That's the first time I ever did something like that. I admit, I savored it and stayed long enough to "make sure" that my readings were correct. *wink, wink*

The little guy is still coughing up his lungs but he's in really good spirits so I know he's getting better. He keeps talking about going to the movies. He doesn't care what we go see as long as he gets pop corn and maybe some candy. He gets to hold the bag too and I know he likes that.

My weight fluctuated again, but I'm not upset about it. This happens. My clothing is practically falling off of me now, which speaks volumes more than the readout on our scale.

I did get shot down for a GS13 position, but I was not exactly wanting to go to Ft. Bragg, so I'm not upset about that either. I'm still hoping to hear from Germany, but there have also been a couple of promising positions lately which I would love to fill.

No matter what, and I say this without any certainty at all, we'll probably stay for a while at our next post. Part of me wants to stop moving, but another part knows that I might just never be happy anywhere. I still think of Paris as home even if I haven't lived there in 21 years. Of course I could just be holding on to it for added cool points....

I loved Atlanta, but I don't think I'd want to move back. It's where my first marriage ended, and it's also the last place I actually enjoyed playing guitar. Being that it was at a church and I have no intention of ever going back to one, needless to say, the memories are somewhat sour.

I want to go somewhere new. Somewhere where we'll have ready access to all of the amenities we value, with a racially diverse population, good shopping and entertainment, and close proximity to a major airport. In short, a CITY, not some dilapidated rest stop on the highway between Hades and Gehenna.

To the locals, I do not apologize, I loathe this place with a passion. It is the way that it is because you let it be this way. You like things like this. Like pigs wallowing in mud and filth, you wonder why anyone would want to live any other way.

This place is a disgrace and a poignant testament to the collective illusion of greatness in which so many uneducated conservative-propaganda-swilling American nationalists revel.

Call me liberal, socialist, un-American, or whatever, but I have seen this nation from beyond its borders; I have seen it through the eyes of a foreigner, and as an American I HATE what I see.

Religion has poisoned the land I loved.

Day 58: 5.5+ miles in 100 minutes.

"I like your God, but your Christianity can suck a golf ball through a garden hose."
-Gandhi, paraphrased