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ateolfWeird day today. Started off as an abjectly awful day. I woke up to a text from my parents that Lacey died in her sleep last night. I know she was very old and it was her time, but I feel awful that I hadn't come to visit her at least one last time. I'd been telling myself to for the past months. I knew this was coming. But I never brought myself to it. I had for Leala and Lizzie, before they died I was able to see them. And I had the time. And of all the dogs, Lacey was the one who loved me the most (saying something considering how much Lizzie loved me). And she deserved to see me again. And I acted selfishly and lazily and like an awful person that I put off seeing her. Now it's too late and I'll never see her again. Oh fuck. Anyway...
Last night Mary Beth and I went to one last, extra Indie Memphis screening. We got there and there was the closing reception going on and we got to see the announcement of the audience choice awards (which were mostly the same as the judge awards). The movie we saw was Kallen Esperian: Vissi D'arte, a documentary about the opera singer (who lives in Memphis but was all world famous for a while) and the troubles she's had recently and her current attempt at a comeback. It was okay. It felt like there was a good bit missing. The director said he was trying to be respectful and not pry too much (he's also friends with the subject). Totally get that and all, but the documentary did feel a little weird. Also, lots of Germantown mcmansions. I got to sleep pretty late, I don't know if it's anxiety over what's happening today, right now (it's election day for those reading back on this outside of context). Anyway, so I've been really tired today. I woke up to that text. I went to work. There was more surrealness at work. I was asked to do a couple job interviews for some fasttrackers (the training program I also went through). They'll be phone interviews. I thought they'd be like next week or something but the first one was scheduled for a few hours later today. So I'm in a rush to think of interview questions (which I think I did a pretty good job of), but then the meetings got cancelled. One of 'em came back up, tomorrow instead of today. I'm always paranoid someone's going to be like, oh wait, he shouldn't be doing this whole team lead thing he doesn't know what he's doing and we should get someone else. Yeah, that's just my typical thought pattern. Anyway, I still have that to look forward to tomorrow (assuming that the world doesn't explode by then, literally or figuratively, not banking on it but you know, it's still POSSIBLE at 6:01 pm CST on 11/8/2016...) Also I'm being assigned some data sync .NET work so finally new stuff. That's exciting. Anyway, yeah, a pretty fucked up day. I mean, it was expected to be weird but there's so much unexpected personal that's just eclipsing the obvious. I also got a cds in the mail today: Syrinx: Tumblers from the Vault (1970-1972). This significant as I heard their music as the soundtrack to one of the shorts at Indie Memphis (it was called Count and it played before LoveTrue and the music was obviously so great I had to rush out and order it). Anyway...
I really miss you, Lacey. I loved you so much and I should have seen you more. Goodbye. I'm sorry I didn't tell you in person, really tell you.
Last night Mary Beth and I went to one last, extra Indie Memphis screening. We got there and there was the closing reception going on and we got to see the announcement of the audience choice awards (which were mostly the same as the judge awards). The movie we saw was Kallen Esperian: Vissi D'arte, a documentary about the opera singer (who lives in Memphis but was all world famous for a while) and the troubles she's had recently and her current attempt at a comeback. It was okay. It felt like there was a good bit missing. The director said he was trying to be respectful and not pry too much (he's also friends with the subject). Totally get that and all, but the documentary did feel a little weird. Also, lots of Germantown mcmansions. I got to sleep pretty late, I don't know if it's anxiety over what's happening today, right now (it's election day for those reading back on this outside of context). Anyway, so I've been really tired today. I woke up to that text. I went to work. There was more surrealness at work. I was asked to do a couple job interviews for some fasttrackers (the training program I also went through). They'll be phone interviews. I thought they'd be like next week or something but the first one was scheduled for a few hours later today. So I'm in a rush to think of interview questions (which I think I did a pretty good job of), but then the meetings got cancelled. One of 'em came back up, tomorrow instead of today. I'm always paranoid someone's going to be like, oh wait, he shouldn't be doing this whole team lead thing he doesn't know what he's doing and we should get someone else. Yeah, that's just my typical thought pattern. Anyway, I still have that to look forward to tomorrow (assuming that the world doesn't explode by then, literally or figuratively, not banking on it but you know, it's still POSSIBLE at 6:01 pm CST on 11/8/2016...) Also I'm being assigned some data sync .NET work so finally new stuff. That's exciting. Anyway, yeah, a pretty fucked up day. I mean, it was expected to be weird but there's so much unexpected personal that's just eclipsing the obvious. I also got a cds in the mail today: Syrinx: Tumblers from the Vault (1970-1972). This significant as I heard their music as the soundtrack to one of the shorts at Indie Memphis (it was called Count and it played before LoveTrue and the music was obviously so great I had to rush out and order it). Anyway...
I really miss you, Lacey. I loved you so much and I should have seen you more. Goodbye. I'm sorry I didn't tell you in person, really tell you.
