Apr. 18th, 2002

jinian: (purple bangs)
Wim and I stayed up late last night. I hadn't watched Futurama in ages. I'm still not about to get cable, but that is one funny show.

In other news, it is satisfying to cut the sections of a grapefruit so that they can easily be eaten with a spoon. Simple, precise actions, giving me the results I want.

I talked to Wim about job stuff, too. The list of things I want is getting a little longer as I consider. Working with live things, especially plants. Making beautiful and tangible things (following someone else's design is okay, but graphic design is only kind of okay -- making touchable things with my hands is important). Fiddling with words, in an edity, proofready fashion but not so much a writey fashion. I can't think of anything that satisfies all of them and is likely to exist. Something in a landscaping direction might work to cover the first two, breeding or propagating plant varieties might get a bit of three as well. And my anticipated happiness level does seem to go up as more of the list is projected as satisfied, so I think I am on the right track.

I don't dislike my job now. It pays reasonably well, there's a fair amount of variety (oh, yeah, variety is important too!), and the location is great. It's not what I feel called to do, though, and the company isn't growing as quickly as they said it would so I am still doing some things I don't enjoy. The question is, what do I feel called to do. See above.
jinian: (black and white)
I finally got my Corsican mint, and enough of it so I probably won't let it die. For a plant I love, it has peculiarly bad luck living with me. I still want sweet woodruff. Some is growing at my parents' house; I should take a bit of it before they sell the place. There's nothing with good-smelling flowers at my apartment yet this year, since the nemesia didn't winter over and the heliotrope is looking a bit feeble. Pansies don't really count.

I'm not promising not to get any more plants than that, mind. Just then it won't be a burning need any more. Maybe. I have to plant the corkscrew willows outdoors soon, and then there will be such an empty space where they were.

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