:: sweettalk ::
the musings and minutes of the committee meetings in my mind| [::..about..::] |
|---|
| :: age: 41 |
| :: ancestry: english, scottish, irish, german, french |
| :: education: finance, real estate, sociology, economics |
| :: gender: male |
| :: home: dallas |
| :: orientation: gay |
| :: politics: libertarian |
| :: religion: christian |
| :: sign: pisces |
| :: species: homo sapiens |
| :: status: single |
| :: vocation: financial analyst/grad student |
| [::..recommended..::] |
| :: cybertheo |
| :: ethnic lounge |
| :: fate delivers |
| :: my quiet life |
| :: the search for love in manhattan |
| :: truck808 |
| :: usinpeace |
|
| [::..neighbors..::] |
| :: sometimeshappy |
| :: force of mouth |
| :: computer academic underground global headquarters |
| :: no smorking |
| :: serial experiments |
| :: radical wacko |
| :: archipelapogo |
| :: random thoughts from a large head |
| :: brilliant corners |
| :: communications paradigm shift |
| :: evaporated |
| :: prairie point |
| :: unadulterated text |
| :: time runs with an ax |
| :: portia of venice |
|
|
| [::..reading..::] |
| ::
came to believe by alcoholics anonymous |
| ::
twelve steps and twelve traditions by alcoholics anonymous |
| ::
the alchemist by paul coelho |
| ::
dune by frank herbert |
| ::
the death and life of great american cities by jane jacobs |
| ::
wherever you go, there you are by jon kabat-zinn |
| ::
if the buddha dated by charlotte kasl, phd |
| ::
atlas shrugged by ayn rand |
| ::
we the living by ayn rand |
| [::..listening..::] |
| ::
time & tide by basia |
| ::
buena vista social club by buena vista social club |
| ::
born by bond |
| ::
michael buble'
by michael buble' |
| ::
time out
by the dave brubeck quartet |
| ::
dvorak: 3 great symphonies
by antonin dvorak |
| ::
a day without rain
by enya |
| ::
crazyhorse mongoose
by galactic |
| ::
joao voz e violao
by joao gilberto |
| ::
town called earth
by greyboy allstars |
| ::
josh groban
by josh groban |
| ::
synkronized by jamiroquai |
| ::
turnstiles
by billy joel |
| ::
come away with me by norah jones |
| ::
les miserables
by les miserables international cast |
| ::
solo para ti by ottmar liebert |
| ::
the best of matt bianco by matt bianco |
| ::
listen without prejudice
by george michael |
| ::
trickle by olive |
| ::
piano concerto no. 1/ rhapsody on a theme of paganini by sergey rachmaninov |
| ::
wish by joshua redman |
| ::
what's new by linda ronstadt & the nelson riddle orchestra |
| ::
seal by seal |
| ::
duncan sheik by duncan sheik |
| ::
...all this time
by sting |
| ::
mercury falling
by sting |
| ::
under the covers
by dwight yoakam |
| [::..links..::] |
| :: all consuming |
| :: biz stone, genius |
| :: blo.gs |
| :: blogdex |
| :: blog matcher |
| :: dive into mark |
| :: extreme tracking |
| :: globe of blogs |
| :: technorati link cosmos |
| :: weblogs |
| [::..archive..::] |
:: Friday, November 21, 2003 ::
attention
God, I offer myself to Thee to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self that I may better do Thy Will. Take away my difficulties that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy Power, Thy Love, and Thy Way of Life. May I do Thy Will always.
Oh, that You would bless me indeed and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would always be with me, and that You would keep me from evil.
Thank You for keeping me sober today. Amen.
Attention and respect give pleasure, however late, or however useless. But they are not useless, when they are late, it is reasonable to rejoice, as the day declines, to find that it has been spent with the approbation of mankind. -- Samuel Johnson, The Letters of Samuel Johnson
The capacity to give one’s attention to a sufferer is a very rare and difficult thing; it is almost a miracle; it is a miracle. Nearly all those who think they have this capacity do not possess it. Warmth of heart, impulsiveness, pity are not enough. -- Simone Weil, Waiting on God
Life is denied by lack of attention, whether it be to cleaning windows or trying to write a masterpiece. -- Bruno Monsaingeon, as quoted in Mademoiselle Carcanet 1985
Something's been nagging at me. I've experienced a sudden upsurge in my need for attention. I think that's what it is. I want people (men) to be attracted to me, people to want to hire me, etc., but at other times, I just want to be left alone. It's like wanting to be invited to a party, but not being obligated to go. I don't know what this is all about. Probably ego, pride, control, insecurity, lack of faith, and probably something I should talk to my sponsor about.
Yesterday was spent wrapping some things up and training JP and Rina on month-end close activities. I'm kind of glad our Rebellion Dawgs didn't meet because I was pooped. Today is supposedly my last day at Essilor. We'll see what came of the managers' team meeting yesterday. Hopefully, I'm going to get to meet Jeff, Chris, and/or Horse from m4m this weekend. Well, better get a move on.
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