February 21, 2010 § Leave a comment
I never felt more like a whore for Nuclear Science than today. Here we were, two Science Escorts (as my fellow NR Drone likes to call us) trying to win awards off this tiny powerhouse of a woman trying single-handledly (literally) to save all the abused animals of the Sand Globe and beyond. With no outside funding, she’s built a shelter for these animals in the real sense of the word. And you saw how much she cared for all of them, from the adorable pugs to the icky iguanas. Imagine having to walk a family of alpacas in the morning and then a pair of gazelles in the evening. Then having to pull off a Cheshire cat from a chinchilla. Bizaare, I know. But this was this woman’s life and she obviously loved it. Talking to her, I just wanted to curl up and die of shame. Here was this woman carrying on her life’s work without a care for cost or recognition and all we had for her was some artwork and fancy lines we hope could win us awards. I now remember why I’m not too keen on meeting heroes, they always have this way of making you look inward to find yourself so lacking.
February 4, 2010 § Leave a comment
I’d like to be an energy efficient light bulb, shining brightly with the least effort and at the least expense to others. But I haven’t slept properly in days. Between my neighbor’s early morning activities and making myself sick thinking too much about things that don’t really matter, I’ve been getting a maximum of 5 hours of sleep nightly since the weekend. I could have been fine if all the Nuclear Reactor needed was for me to show up. But no, it actually requires me to come up with brilliant ideas that would justify my existence. So I have to look alive and interested today, the last day of the work week. I’ll be that person walking around with furrowed brows, absent-mindedly spilling coffee because I’m working out in my head an idea that will save the entire universe. But just between you and me, in reality I’ll be counting the seconds till the weekend begins.
January 25, 2010 § Leave a comment
Dear blog, I know I promised to write on you as soon as I wake up and as soon as I get home. But I had such a strange day and just had to deal with all that crap and now I’m too apathetic to even rant about that. Promise, I’ll get mad at something tomorrow just for you.