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i love these little impromptu freewrites. today was a good day. not too much coming from the manager - i had a chance to step off the desk and wrok a litle on my own projects.

most of you problably don't even know what i do.

i'd say i'm a technician, but that's too plain. not really just a technician, but.. cbecause i also do customer srevice. my title is service desk manager, i handl eall the forward facing issues.

my fingers are just not typing waht's in my head. hahahaha

think of it this way. you're working on your computer, typing away when the A key stops working. what do you do? if you were working in an office, you'd most likely contact your local Help Desk. But do you remember the number? Of course not, you haven't had to contact them since the previous month when your password didn't work. there was no reason to keep that number, you could manage on your own.

so, with thebroken A key, you look through your phone books to see if the number is written somewhere. did you write it on a post-it, was it published with the rest of the phone directory? probably not. But! A-HA! you have their email address. so, you send them an email, incorectly spelled because you're missing one of the most commonly used vowels in the english alphabet - the only thing worse would be to miss an E, when you couldn't spell out the email address at all.

anyway....

I'm the person that receives the phone call or email. carefully reading every word, i gather all information related to the problem and come up with a few solutions before i give you a call. you notice i'm calling and a sense of relief lifts your shoulders. Marj is calling.

my voice is soothing, i understand your worry, listen to your description of what might be wrong with the computer (even if it has nothing to do with the troubleshooting we're about to begin) and want to hellp you as quickly as possible so you can make that deadline.

with effortless tranquility, we walk through the steps to rebooting your computer to see if that helps bring the A key back. typing out your username, we test the a and the A and both are working perfec tly. i assure you th e issue was on our end, nothing to worry about and that we'll monitor the issue through the rest of the day. if you have any other questions, you now have the number to call and know that Marj will be there to help.



did that just sound incredibly arrogant? hahahaha sorry for the sarcasem. there are so manyissues that arise from working with people who are goo dat what they do, just not good at using the equipment meant to make their jobs easier.

thank you all and good night ^_^

~wyn

The freedom of saying goodbye...

Went to the Upper East Side today. Guess it was a routine visit, going to a book stores tribute to Katya, a dear friend and old neighbor who is performing at Carnegie Hall June 12th. I thought since I was there before that I'd be okay.

Thanks to a single song, I was left in tears before the event.

You see, music has quite a hold on me. It always has. When I was lonely, music lent some companionship. If I was angry, a hard beat and powerful voice helped release the pressure. If I was sad, I would listen to modern day crooners, mostly broadway ballads, to help the tears flow, then I'd feel a hell of a lot better. And best of all, when I was happy, I could sing along with the rest at the top of my lungs, on key or not.

Today, a song came across my iPod playlist and made the memories come flooding back. I was an independent woman, first living with a husband, then on her own on the Upper East. I had the East River to calm me, beautiful music from a neighbor I would meet only after I moved out, and a career that had me promoting the best city in the world.

I once had that.

(ending since i got off the bus - To Be Continued...)

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why did the mets lose it in the 4th....?? why, why did this possum guy let them tie the game. ah well, we'll see who comes out on top.

went to karaoke today , only a few people showedup . guess i'll invite less people next time. more people come when thehy're not invited. ^_^

time to come up with a story. i want to write about my experiences, but there is so much i don' twant to divulge. we'll see what happens when it's all written ougt. think tonight wil be a short one, i'd like to get to bed at a semi-decent hour. should find out when the next fruitsbasked ti somcing out.

we'l see. sorry tfor the short one, but there are still a few things to get done.

g'night.

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didn't get a chance to write last night, so i'm filling in this morning. this time, i'm trying to tpype slower to reduce the amount of typos.... but i guess that's not the purpose of a freewrite. ah well.

very proud of my sister! she's compeleted her first "for pay:" musical, Cinderella as the fairy godmother. should wbe awesome. going to see her later today.

then there is the point that i can't go to shana's party :( i wanted to go, but the way the driving worked out, i won't be able to make it. we'll see what's to happen. i still haeve her card.

dreamt about anthony last night. he was back in the states and i let him get in th in mommy's car and we drove him home. maybe i should shoot him an email as well.

i want to start up more stories, hopefully when i get used to typing on a daily basis, i'll be able to write up some dreams or stories i think about during the day . should be a lot of tfun.

today we'll reach 70degrees. then rain later on tonight. looking forward to spending time with my dear. time is helping to heal. ^_^

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have to make sure i keep writing. completely hung up on fruits basket. it's amazing how someone else can know how you feel. or how we actually relate to fictional characters. but i tguess they have to come from somewhere, right? our thoughts, dreams, experiences and feelings all pour into something we careate. of course we'll find some likeness to our own lives, some of us do anything to ifind tha trelationship.

i tend to like the stories that have self-sacrificing characters. mai hime, for instance is a story about a girl who ellearns about her super powers . she's fighting (that reminds me, i was never good at summarizing. even when i wsas in 12 seconds grade, someone asked me abuout the story's subject, or the plot orf something i and i couldn't help but go into detail. i was fastcinated that i could remember it all, and then the teacher called on soemeone else.....

i'd love to write a book. i want to write stories. i want to amake something someone else would like to read. but like another character from another fictional storiy, ,ik have a lot of learning to do to breadk create my background. AHA... i have worlds ... words coming out of my findgers that want to make themselves seen on the page while i'm trying to make a slithlgty slightly different pont. maybe if i type a little slower, my mistakes won't come up so often.

also notice how the typing looks wonderful, until i get to one mistake, then another, then they all fall down.

thank you, mr. manning for stoppyiing by. you always do so much with your blog - speak for people that may not have the voices needed t o hear their cause. it's a wonderful thing that you do.

yes, writing. i want to live in a house somewhere in the mountains and write. only come to the city for months at a time, tehn go off to my hide away place. i suppose i king d kind of thhave that now. a place to retreat to. the feeling of walking on the beach, no matter the weather - the salty air, the sun on your face, the wind in your hair even the squish of wet sand under foot, there's no mistaking it's wehere i belong. i feel at peach at peace. o no cell [phones, no arguing over cab fare, no running people over with an SUV, just water, rock, adnd air.

ha... i am aquarius after all...

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i have to start writing again. the words are being lost in my head, or on paper that's not frata transferred to an online outlet. i have to start writing again. i'll naever make it to a book if i don't get to writing. there was a facevbook or myspace application called write or die . different things would happen to the screen if you stopped typing. you could set a sercertain abmmount of time on the clok ck and then start typing away. it was fun ot see what could come out.

i'd like to write a storey from all the things i used to dream up when i was younger. i would alwrays reiwrite stories and save them on floppy discs. yes, do you remember what a lfloppy disc was? i had a story similar to beauty and the besast (tv show , not the fairytale). a woman's attacked and a hideous beast saves her. i really should find those old stories.

think i'll also come up with scenes every tniight before bedtime. my bcreative mind is starting to go away, as is my ability to speak properly. troubleshooting and reapeadint repeating myself so often really puts a negative spin on my writin g and speech.

imagine you were trying to form a sentence and you couldn't get anything past 4 hwords. that's how i feel. like i have to speekaa slowly and as clearly as possibe orthersiwise domeone won't understand my instrcutions. it's an inrcredibly interesting thing to notiece, especially when you have to speak slowly to make sure what you mean comes out your mouth.

then again ,m i don't think too many people would complain if they had the ability to speak slowly and clearly. it's all very interesting.

so i think i'll start doing freewrites or a story every night. just to get the creative juices flowing again. it almost makes me cry that i've come so far away from story telling/writing.... i really miss it and wonder how i could have ever given such a deep part of me up because i thought it would bring me closer to someone i could never have.

interesting, indeed.

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i don't know if i lost the energy, or if i'm overtaxing myself, but i just don't find the need to blog anymore. perhaps it's the invention of sites like myspace an d facebook that give fgriends an option to update at a moment's notice.

want to do soo much, but nothing today. have to clean the house, eat, visit the mta transict museum, eat, crochet, eat, do laundry... auh... laundyry >_< don't want to do anythning but clsleep. maybe watch some movies. maybe i'll take a nap, eat and see how i feel.

this week i completely overtaxed myself to reach a cgoal that wea s was too last minute and probably something that will raise th e bar for my expectations.

great.

ah wel. think it's time to go back to sleep anad enjoyo my bed ^_____^