My last day of work was a few days ago. I've been working at a vet clinic for a year and a half. I've learned some very valuable things about myself and the world and I've gotten to sit in on some really neat surgeries.
So I felt a need to, shall we say, give back when I left. I purchased two Transformers figures from the grocery store next door and labeled them "2" and "3." They are carefully hidden in places that I know nobody will look in for at least a month after I'm long gone.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
for the record
The other half of my worries about making new friends is all of my worry about leaving friends behind. I'm historically bad at keeping in touch with people that I don't see on a regular basis. So the plan is to be better about making telephone calls and emailing people more often.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
making friends
On the way home from work tonight I was thinking about how to make friends. I'm going to be moving to Seattle within the next month and leaving behind everything about Portland that I love. I've lived here for six-ish years and I've made friends with all sorts of people, restaurants, and views. It would be pretty great if I could take them with me, but I know that's not possible. After stressing on this topic for a few minutes it occurred to me that it's really not that hard to make new friends.
In high school and college it was easy to make friends because I was thrown into situations with them. Sitting at a lunch table every day for a year with the same people will force familiarity, if not friendship. I'm still very close to my freshman roommate (we ended up living together in some capacity for four years). I'm engaged to marry a man that I met through an online dating site. But what's important isn't where I met them, but how well we clicked once we met.
So here I am sitting around stressing about meeting people in clubs, choruses, etc, or going out and trying new restaurants. I have to remember that everything and everyone that I'm attached to had to start out as something scary and unknown at one time.
In high school and college it was easy to make friends because I was thrown into situations with them. Sitting at a lunch table every day for a year with the same people will force familiarity, if not friendship. I'm still very close to my freshman roommate (we ended up living together in some capacity for four years). I'm engaged to marry a man that I met through an online dating site. But what's important isn't where I met them, but how well we clicked once we met.
So here I am sitting around stressing about meeting people in clubs, choruses, etc, or going out and trying new restaurants. I have to remember that everything and everyone that I'm attached to had to start out as something scary and unknown at one time.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Hello, World!
I decided to start a new blog, so I opened up Blogger and typed in this address. I found, much to my surprise, that there was already a blog at this location, filled with things that I had written. I don't remember starting it or setting up the syndication that mirrored my old blog here, but it was all me. Everything that was posted here was word for word things that I had written in the summer of 2006. So deleted the whole thing and now I'm starting over.
Hi! I'm Vera! My world is going through some rather rapid changes at the moment, so I decided to make more space to think about them. I'm also posting links on the sidebar that I find interesting (though most of them will be cute kitten photos) and mirroring my tweets here.
Hi! I'm Vera! My world is going through some rather rapid changes at the moment, so I decided to make more space to think about them. I'm also posting links on the sidebar that I find interesting (though most of them will be cute kitten photos) and mirroring my tweets here.
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