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Bleah. They’ve changed all sorts of stuff with the content feed I’ve been working on, and no one’s bothered to keep me informed about it. I guess that’s my fault for daring to go away from work for a week. Everything is not quite right anymore… I’m not happy about it. Things aren’t being done in such a way that it will all be straightforward to do, and that’s really frustrating. I am not willing to manually update 108 websites on a daily basis… and I don’t even know who I have to talk to about this whole issue anymore, since there are so many intermediaries involved now.

I got a whole lot of nice emails and e-cards and some phone calls from my online and RL friends yesterday for my birthday, which was really nice. My mom was the first to wish me happy birthday, shortly after midnite… I’m a touch disappointed that I didn’t get even a one-line “happy birthday” email from either of my brothers, and I find it exceptionally strange that my stepfather didn’t call either – even though he and mom aren’t together anymore (thanks to whatever deity had a hand in that one,) he still makes an effort to keep in touch with me anyhow… he was around since I was about 18 months old until I moved out, after all. My old best friend Sherry phoned me (she was my best friend in grade 4-6) which was nice – we’ve recently been getting together for coffee, now that we’re in the same city. It’s her birthday in two days, I’ll give her a call too…

I don’t remember who said it, or where I heard it first…

Friends are the family you get to choose

It’s just true.

It’s odd… I realized sometime on the streetcar this morning that I don’t really get attached to places, exactly… I can be in pretty much any major city (no countryside living for me ever again!) and I’ll be happy… I love Toronto, but if I had to move somewhere else for a job or something, I would… I love new places though. I love change. When things stay the same for too long, I start to lose pieces of myself somehow… I can’t explain it, but somehow I feel like I’m less myself.

4 Comments

  • Anonymous

    October 2, 2000 at 11:54 am

    in one place

    I think I know what you mean – it’s as if by remaining in the same area, the city swallows up little pieces of you. like the streets absorb your skin and soul through osmosis or something. well, that’s kinda creepy. I like living in Vancouver though…. everyone here is too concerned with own their lives to care about what the pavement says! 😉

    by the way, happy birthday. blessings and well wishes to ya.

    -jinx

    • Jenny Lee Silver

      October 2, 2000 at 12:04 pm

      Re: in one place

      🙂 thanks…

      I’d move to vancouver… I miss my mom. I try not to think about it too much though. Can’t go anywhere for a while yet.

  • strange

    October 2, 2000 at 2:10 pm

    Belated Happy Happy

    Hey YOU! I just wanted to say Happy Birthday, I know it was yesterday and I should have said it yesterday but things haven’t been too good around here lately and I haven’t been much myself. It’s no excuse really… I hope you had a great day!

    • Jenny Lee Silver

      October 2, 2000 at 4:07 pm

      Re: Belated Happy Happy

      Heyya! THanks for the greetings. 🙂 Hope you’re doing better.