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hummingwolf) wrote2002-06-21 07:10 pm
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About one particular situation, I am being unreasonable, I am aware that I am being unreasonable, and I plan to continue being unreasonable for some time to come. It hurts, yet it seems to be necessary for the moment. I'll get over it eventually.
About another situation, I'm not at all sure if I'm being reasonable or unreasonable. If I am being unreasonable, I have lived in this state of unreason for the last 29 years or so and am unlikely to become reasonable unless major brain injury is involved.
About yet another situation, I am being unreasonable but think being unreasonable is the way to be. Logic isn't the best way to deal with everything. Go figure.
Now that you all have no idea what I'm talking about, I'll talk about something else: I finally got through to the vocational rehab. guy and will be going shoe shopping next week! Sorry, Anois, the voodoo didn't work--I had to call him. About a thousand times. Each day. All week. All the office secretaries are now using my name as a curse, but I think it was worth it.
No, shoes weren't the only reason I've been trying to call this man; he's also ensured that I can get together with someone from a local multiple sclerosis society who helps people find jobs. Though I don't have MS, I do have enough similarites with MS patients and the man I'll be working with has experience helping disabled people who haven't worked before find employment, so this should be much more helpful than the other people who have been spectacularly unsuccessful in their efforts to turn me into a taxpayer. Yay!
(There's a voice in my head telling me that there's no way I'll get a job before all the money runs out and I'm gonna staaaarve. I'm not sure if that voice is being reasonable or not, but I'm choosing to ignore it for now.)
About another situation, I'm not at all sure if I'm being reasonable or unreasonable. If I am being unreasonable, I have lived in this state of unreason for the last 29 years or so and am unlikely to become reasonable unless major brain injury is involved.
About yet another situation, I am being unreasonable but think being unreasonable is the way to be. Logic isn't the best way to deal with everything. Go figure.
Now that you all have no idea what I'm talking about, I'll talk about something else: I finally got through to the vocational rehab. guy and will be going shoe shopping next week! Sorry, Anois, the voodoo didn't work--I had to call him. About a thousand times. Each day. All week. All the office secretaries are now using my name as a curse, but I think it was worth it.
No, shoes weren't the only reason I've been trying to call this man; he's also ensured that I can get together with someone from a local multiple sclerosis society who helps people find jobs. Though I don't have MS, I do have enough similarites with MS patients and the man I'll be working with has experience helping disabled people who haven't worked before find employment, so this should be much more helpful than the other people who have been spectacularly unsuccessful in their efforts to turn me into a taxpayer. Yay!
(There's a voice in my head telling me that there's no way I'll get a job before all the money runs out and I'm gonna staaaarve. I'm not sure if that voice is being reasonable or not, but I'm choosing to ignore it for now.)