The Random Ramblings of Klytus

Once again, I have no LJ access form work. Ergo, I'll not be able to keep up with everything as much as I'd like.

Phoo.

... to heldc!

Geeze... lots of folks being born in November. I wonder what makes February such a popular month for parental fornication...? ;-)

It is hard for me to think of Veteran's Day (or Memorial Day) as just another day off when I have so many friends and family who are now, or have been, in the service.

- My mother's father was in the Navy for WWII.
- My dad was in the navy for Vietnam.
- My best friend from high school was in Desert Storm I.
- My eldest cousin was in the Marine reserves.
- My youngest cousin is presently serving in Iraq.
- The husband of yet another cousin did two tours in in Afghanistan.

Regardless of how you feel about the military, one cannot fault the dedication and courage of those who serve. Regardless of how you feel about this Administration, past Administrations, or the wars they've waged, this day is not about them: this day is for the soldiers. For those who have stood, and those who presently stand, in harm's way. Those who do so for you, for me, and for the world.

Have a blessed Veteran's Day.

So here I am at work, minding my own business and doing my normal work stuff. Then, from out of the blue, and for no good reason, the Michael Jackson song Billie Jean starts running through my head. I'm not a big fan of MJ, I wasn't thinking of him, nor the song, nor of Pepsi, nor of anything else that may have triggered this particular earworm.

Then, not 5 minutes later, I get a new ticket in my cue to configure a laptop.

The user's name?

Billi Jean.

Current Mood: weird

We need more of this... way more.

( The text of the article... )

Current Mood: compassionate

... and for today's birthday double-header, we have the painfully young jateshi finally getting a year older!

Huzzah!

Current Mood: happy

... for the awesome and wonderful pathweaverdana!

Huzzah!

Current Mood: happy

It is time for the year's final harvest. It is time to take stock of what I have sown, and what I must reap.

I have been less financially responsible than I would have liked, so I continue to live day to day, paycheck to paycheck. I lost a great deal of distance in many of my closest friendships. I was hurt by the need to turn away from at least two intimate relationships. I face daily reminders at work of the damage my past behavior has done.

These are the bitter fruits. I planted the seeds. This is what I have sown. The cycle must be completed. I must reap.

What I have lost, where I have failed, and the damage I have done... all are because of the seeds I planted, and the labors I made, and did not make, in tending those crops.

I accept my actions. I accept my choices. I accept the consequences.

It is what it is.

I have made quantum leaps in my mental health and personal recovery. Angers and resentments that once crippled me and defined me have been released. I have learned to honor my past for how it has served me, but to leave it behind me, and live in the present. I can love and accept what I have, and not lament and bemoan what I do not. I have become more stable, more peaceful, and more balanced, than ever before. I am not perfect, nor will I even be, but I have learned to be at peace with that. I have learned to trust myself and my instincts. I am more in touch with The Universe™. I have come to see the effect I can have on others. I have come to love who I am. I have rekindled one relationship I once feared was lost. I have found a new relationship that shows much promises. I have formed a mutually deep, close, and healthy friendship with an ex of mine. The pains of yet another old broken relationship have been mended. The distances I mentioned in my closest relationships are starting to mend. I have formed new friendships. I have reconnected with a dear old friend. I have learned much about many things, including myself. I have had great awakenings on personal, mental, spiritual, and metaphysical levels. I have found my Path. I have answered my Calling. I am learning my Way. I continue to evolve and grow. I continue to overcome my fears.

Where I am, what I have, and who I have become... all are because of the seeds I have planted, and the labors I made in tending those crops.

I accept my actions. I accept my choices. I accept the consequences.

It is what it is.

This is all I have sown.

Now I reap.

That which is good, nourishing, and healthy, I take with me and make it part of me.

The detritus, the waste, and the fruits that are tainted, I return to the Earth.

This is my Harvest.

Ever Forward...

Current Location: ever forward

( There was just so much wrongness... )

Current Mood: wrong

( Except for the rain... )

( As a partial remedy... )

Current Mood: amused

After the downpour that greeted me at Festival last Saturday, and after witnessing how my cloak did not so much keep me warm and dry as it did absorb water and then give me a cold, wet cloak to wear, I decided to take better preventive measures this weekend.

For FSG, I covered my tent with a spray called Camp Dry. It worked like a charm then, so I figured it would be ideal for my cloak. Granted, it is supposed to dry for 24-48 hours after application, and I'd forgotten all about it until Friday afternoon. So, I used a light amount on it, and left it hanging from the curtain rod over the patio door. Why there? Because it needed a well-ventilated place to dry. I figured even if it wasn't 100% effective, it would still be better than it had been before.

Only when I came downstairs to get my cloak Saturday morning, I had some difficulty finding it. The reason for this turned out to be quite simple: it wasn't there.

So, I called geekwuffie and asked if he had happened to have taken the cloak that I'd left hanging by the back door. His response was, "That was yours?"

"Yep." I replied. "You see, since it's supposed to rain today, I water-proofed my cloak and hung it up to dry so I could wear it to Faire today."

"This is a problem," he said.

Ya see, selkiesyrin and her friend Elmo (Elmo Balderdash on Second Life) are working a gig at PARF this weekend, and Wuffie (Selkie's husband) went along to help hawk CDs. Now Selkie also had a gig on Friday night, so they did a bunch of pre-packing prep work and left all of their garb and gear in a Central Area in the living room. That way, after the Friday night gig, they could just dash in, grab it, and go. Being aware of this, I hung my cloak in a spot that was not that Central Area, figuring it would be safe. Dopey me. The fact that the cloak fell under the category of "renn garb", and was in the same approximate location of the Central Area, Wuffie snagged it and took it. Ergo, my now (hopefully) waterproof cloak was at PARF. Where I, alas, was not.

To be fair, Wuffie figured that the cloak must have belonged to Elmo or another friend of theirs, and that it had just gotten mixed up with their things. Then again, he completely glossed over the facts that: a) another Rennie (i.e. me) lives in that house, b) that aforementioned Rennie owns a cloak, and c) he has seen the aforementioned Rennie in the aforementioned cloak more than once.

There was a follow up phone call shortly thereafter. Wuffie was profusely apologetic about the matter, and offered to let me use his own cloak in exchange. Alas, he's about half my height (Ok, three-quarters), so it wouldn't fit me. Secondly, well, Elmo was wondering that since my cloak just so happened there anyway, and he was otherwise without one, and since it was supposed to rain, if maybe he could possibly borrow it. Well, seeing as how circumstances conspired against my having access to it, I let Elmo borrow it.

And, of course, it rained today. A lot. Perfect weather for the waterproof cloak I had so carefully prepared for this very occasion, but strangely enough, didn't have. Ergo, I got pretty wet. It rained at PARF, too. Luckily for Elmo, the water-proofing spray worked, so he stayed nice and dry.

I hope Elmo remembers to thank Wuffie for the use of my cloak. :-)

After the day was over, I got several deeply apologetic texts from Wuffie. By then, it was all I could do to keep from busting a gut.

My last message: Relax - I'm more amused than anything at this point, and happy to know the waterproofing worked. Plus, I now have something to never let you live down ;)

Wuffie's reply: D'oh!

Current Location: my room
Current Mood: amused

Want!

This thread on the Straight Dope, in addition to having some interesting chatter about the One Ring, has one of the most inspired puns I have ever seen.

And this one has a damned good, and bloody hysterical, Lovecraft parody.

...to selkiesyrin... who looks amazingly awesome for 50! ;-)

Oct. 20th, 2009 11:38 am Ping dansr

Happy Birthday :)

This almost makes me wish I owned a Mac

And by economic stimulus, I mean 'jobs".

My company, MAXIMUS, Inc., has just posted a number of job opportunities, mostly in the Consulting group. These openings are not vacancies created by layoffs - these are new jobs and new positions needing to be filled because of growth. In this economy, that's no small feat.

Here is the direct link to the portal ==> http://jobs.maximus.com/

The locations of the job openings include...

Austin, TX
Raleigh, NC
Reston, VA
Delaware
Minnesota
Tinton Falls, NJ
Chicago, IL
New York, NY
Sacramento, CA

There are other jobs and openings in other cities, of course. These above, however, are the ones recently announced.

Please spread the word. And if you, or any of your friends, do submit a resume, please let me know. We do have an employee referral program, so if someone gets hired because of my referral, I get an economic stimulus package of my own :)

And we thank you for your support.

Current Location: work

( The past few weekends... )

Current Location: in my head
Current Mood: complicated

1. Life
2. Love
3. Friends
4. Growing
5. Learning
6. Grounding
7. Meditating
8. Connecting
9. Me

Current Mood: good