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Ahh, the freshly squozen thoughts of Dalum. I try to post as often as I can, but sometimes life is just too busy to get stuff out in a reasonable amount of time. Please enjoy my random thoughts and drop me a line if you like. 

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

1/25/2006 12:22:00 PM - Umbrella post!

No it's not raining, I'm just posting a bunch of stuff at one time.
 
Martial Arts - My Saginaw class just finished up last night.  Everything went great!  Only one parent had a problem with the ranking of her kid and it was more of a "why?" than a Showbiz Mom & Dad getting all up in my face.  She understands and knows that her child needs to try harder.  Bay City is a-go!  I got the backing and blessings from the home office and we are good to go!  I got racked in the hand last night by Seth when we were doing our demo.  It was spot on too!  For some, they would bitch about it day and night.  It kind of sparked a fire that I was missing.  I'm glad there are kids getting high enough to start learning Arnis so it's not so much of a flat line feeling as I teach.  I start Women's Self Defense tonight for Community Ed too.  I'm not getting burned out, it's just feeling like it's a constant.  While happy that a passion in my life is becoming a reality, it's just timing as well.  Maybe more on that later if it gets crazy.
 
Work - This audit is pissing me off.  What's worse is that the person that's in charge of inventory part of it (the VOLUNTEER Store Manager) is on my back like she's on a mission just to make me snap at her.  She has her info to me.  She will get the digital hard copy once I get it in.  The end result isn't her satisfaction.  It's the MUSEUM AS A WHOLE.  Now that her data is in to me I will be sending it to the audit people for their review.  Ugh...  On top of all that, I have an annual report to produce (it's a huge full color booklet that is sent out to all people involved with the Society so they have an idea of what's been going on.)  Honestly, till I see why this is done, it seems really frivolous and an odd justification that looks like male posturing and puffing of chests when it's not necessary.  Then I have my bi-monthly newsletter to produce and January is almost over.  It might just become a quarterly thing if things don't let up.
 
Car - It's loud as a mofo.  It's fast as a mofo.  It's great for no snow-of.  The car only needs work asthetitcally.  The car is sound.  The body is great with only 3 minor paint repairs/dings.  The relay for the wipers needs to be fixed since it only runs in 1 speed and there are some odd rattles in the dash when revving at certain RPMs.  Other than my Kia, I've never been happier with a car.
 
There are other things I could type about but those are on the forefront of my mind.  I'm not sure if anyone has noticed, but I've been trying to keep up with my blog(s) more by essentially forcing myself to put up a post at lest every other day if not every day.
 
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