Are you aware of the risks of living?
Apr. 3rd, 2001 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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I'm curious as to why Job's Daughters (a masonic group for teenage girls) is named as such. Job's daughters sat around eating and drinking with their brothers, and were killed when their house collapsed on them in a windstorm during one of their feasts.
This just seems odd to me. My roommate's explanation is that there's not really any other groups of girls listed in Bible. Noah's daughters would certainly be worse role models.
That had no relevance on anything whatsoever, except that I'm feeling slightly akin to Job at the moment myself. As you may imagine, the rest is likely to be very whiny. Don't read it if you don't want to read whiny stuff, or I'll have no sympathy for you if you complain.
My mom emailed me today and told me that she's getting re-married at the end of May. A year ago, I'd just barely found out that she and my dad were having marital problems. She told me last May that she was moving out. She moved out in June, filed the divorce paperwork in July, and the divorce was final on Christmas. And now she's marrying again already. This seems rather...fast...to me.
On one hand, if she's gonna go break up the family, I guess I'd rather have her do it for one specific person than to go through a series of boyfriends or whatever. And honestly, he seems to be a nice guy, and probably much easier to live with than my dad.
On the other, I haven't even adjusted to them not being married and suddenly she's marrying again, to someone I barely know. I've spent less than 24 hours around him. I'm gaining half a dozen step-siblings who I've never met and who's names I don't even know, and who I most likely won't meet until several months after the wedding (it's going to be a civil ceremony, and I'm not the only one of us kids who can't make it, so they're just going to have a big party towards the end of summer).
Instant family! Just add water!
I'm really getting quite tired of all these random...things...which keep happening in my life. I feel like I'm just barely recovering from one when another comes along out of nowhere and hits me. Or I come along out of nowhere and hit someone else.
Since September 1999, I've moved twice (soon to be 3 times), been in 3 bad relationships, had my parents' marriage go from great (in my mind) to nothing, dropped out of college and then back in, had almost constant worries about keeping my job (which aren't over yet) and serious coworker problems for about 6 months, my aunt died of brain cancer, my grandfather had a stroke the same week, and I caused a REALLY STUPID car accident, which they're now dragging me in to court for. And I don't know if I'll have a place to live in another 3 months, and no clue what to do with the rest of my life.
I'm feeling utterly useless at work right now, which I know is no good, since I'm still under my probation period. If life could just leave me alone until June so I could concentrate, I'd be safe.
Oh well, 2 hours of watching females kick ass (Buffy + Dark Angel) has improved my mood somewhat, so I'll stop whining now.
One of the crewmembers of the plane that collided over China was from Davis, so it's big in the news here. I saw a headline today - "Edmund was aware of risks in Navy work". Nah, really? What do they think? That we thought he thought that flying a spy plane near China was utterly risk-free work? It seems they always say things like that when something happens to someone in the line of duty, that they knew the risks. As if that somehow changes the situation.
Weather around here is weird. For the past two weeks or so, we've had summer weather. This weekend the highs were in the 80s. Now, as soon as everyone has put away all their winter clothing, it turns cold again. Well, cool, anyways. The type of uncomfortable in-between stage where it's too really too warm to wear both a sweater and a light jacket, but too chilly to not wear both. So I'm wearing a sweater and jacket and drinking cold beverages, which seems to be a good compromise.
Now that I've got all the whining out of my system, I think I will go be productive and wash the dishes and clean the litter box.
I'm curious as to why Job's Daughters (a masonic group for teenage girls) is named as such. Job's daughters sat around eating and drinking with their brothers, and were killed when their house collapsed on them in a windstorm during one of their feasts.
This just seems odd to me. My roommate's explanation is that there's not really any other groups of girls listed in Bible. Noah's daughters would certainly be worse role models.
That had no relevance on anything whatsoever, except that I'm feeling slightly akin to Job at the moment myself. As you may imagine, the rest is likely to be very whiny. Don't read it if you don't want to read whiny stuff, or I'll have no sympathy for you if you complain.
My mom emailed me today and told me that she's getting re-married at the end of May. A year ago, I'd just barely found out that she and my dad were having marital problems. She told me last May that she was moving out. She moved out in June, filed the divorce paperwork in July, and the divorce was final on Christmas. And now she's marrying again already. This seems rather...fast...to me.
On one hand, if she's gonna go break up the family, I guess I'd rather have her do it for one specific person than to go through a series of boyfriends or whatever. And honestly, he seems to be a nice guy, and probably much easier to live with than my dad.
On the other, I haven't even adjusted to them not being married and suddenly she's marrying again, to someone I barely know. I've spent less than 24 hours around him. I'm gaining half a dozen step-siblings who I've never met and who's names I don't even know, and who I most likely won't meet until several months after the wedding (it's going to be a civil ceremony, and I'm not the only one of us kids who can't make it, so they're just going to have a big party towards the end of summer).
Instant family! Just add water!
I'm really getting quite tired of all these random...things...which keep happening in my life. I feel like I'm just barely recovering from one when another comes along out of nowhere and hits me. Or I come along out of nowhere and hit someone else.
Since September 1999, I've moved twice (soon to be 3 times), been in 3 bad relationships, had my parents' marriage go from great (in my mind) to nothing, dropped out of college and then back in, had almost constant worries about keeping my job (which aren't over yet) and serious coworker problems for about 6 months, my aunt died of brain cancer, my grandfather had a stroke the same week, and I caused a REALLY STUPID car accident, which they're now dragging me in to court for. And I don't know if I'll have a place to live in another 3 months, and no clue what to do with the rest of my life.
I'm feeling utterly useless at work right now, which I know is no good, since I'm still under my probation period. If life could just leave me alone until June so I could concentrate, I'd be safe.
Oh well, 2 hours of watching females kick ass (Buffy + Dark Angel) has improved my mood somewhat, so I'll stop whining now.
One of the crewmembers of the plane that collided over China was from Davis, so it's big in the news here. I saw a headline today - "Edmund was aware of risks in Navy work". Nah, really? What do they think? That we thought he thought that flying a spy plane near China was utterly risk-free work? It seems they always say things like that when something happens to someone in the line of duty, that they knew the risks. As if that somehow changes the situation.
Weather around here is weird. For the past two weeks or so, we've had summer weather. This weekend the highs were in the 80s. Now, as soon as everyone has put away all their winter clothing, it turns cold again. Well, cool, anyways. The type of uncomfortable in-between stage where it's too really too warm to wear both a sweater and a light jacket, but too chilly to not wear both. So I'm wearing a sweater and jacket and drinking cold beverages, which seems to be a good compromise.
Now that I've got all the whining out of my system, I think I will go be productive and wash the dishes and clean the litter box.
