I went to a concert tonight.
Jul. 26th, 2001 02:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blustockingI bought tickets to Diana Krall (wonderful jazz singer, and a Canadian too eh) a long time ago when Christopher and I were still together. (He called all sheepish-like to apologize for his drunken belligerence(see post below) by the way) In light of recent events, I did not feel like taking him. So I took the roomie. All was good.
The concert was at the Hollywood Bowl. I had not been to the Bowl. It was a very nice evening. We bought a chicken breast sandwich, salt and vinegar chips, and a bottle of Pinot Grigio to share. I brought the Italian chocolate bar that I had purchased at the Pizza Grotto in San Diego. It was lovely. The stars, the wine, the beautiful voice of Diana Krall. It filled a little piece of me. The sounds of the evening reminded me of Kansas City for some reason. Jazz either reminds me of Kansas City or a coffee shop in Lawrence or K.C. Reminds me of good times. I wish I hadn't sold my sax.
I discovered how much fairness means to me today. I fought for something at work and it was against my best interests and didn't really affect me, but it affected the department. I didn't like the way it was going, where it could lead, or what it might do to those involved, so I fought for it. Then to only get asked why I care. "This doesn't affect you, why do you care?" Gee, I don't know, because it's not fair and it's not good for the department? I don't understand. I thought being a team was the goal here, not every man for himself? I felt like an attorney wholeheartedly fighting for a client. I almost cried I was so upset. Just call me Atticus Finch.
I sold some porn on Ebay and received the first check today.
I need more money.
I don't know how I'm going to get a car by next Tuesday.
The concert was at the Hollywood Bowl. I had not been to the Bowl. It was a very nice evening. We bought a chicken breast sandwich, salt and vinegar chips, and a bottle of Pinot Grigio to share. I brought the Italian chocolate bar that I had purchased at the Pizza Grotto in San Diego. It was lovely. The stars, the wine, the beautiful voice of Diana Krall. It filled a little piece of me. The sounds of the evening reminded me of Kansas City for some reason. Jazz either reminds me of Kansas City or a coffee shop in Lawrence or K.C. Reminds me of good times. I wish I hadn't sold my sax.
I discovered how much fairness means to me today. I fought for something at work and it was against my best interests and didn't really affect me, but it affected the department. I didn't like the way it was going, where it could lead, or what it might do to those involved, so I fought for it. Then to only get asked why I care. "This doesn't affect you, why do you care?" Gee, I don't know, because it's not fair and it's not good for the department? I don't understand. I thought being a team was the goal here, not every man for himself? I felt like an attorney wholeheartedly fighting for a client. I almost cried I was so upset. Just call me Atticus Finch.
I sold some porn on Ebay and received the first check today.
I need more money.
I don't know how I'm going to get a car by next Tuesday.
