Castro Street, San Francisco, Easter 1999
April 21st, 1999

Good Night's Sleep
Tomorrow they take the plumbing off the teeth. I assume it's not a big deal, although I assume they also remove the stitches they've put in my scalp. I'm not sure why I have a line of stitches in my scalp and I'm not sure I want to know until this is over. What exactly are they "holding" in place? At the top of my scalp. When my jaw is located at the bottom. How exactly long are these stitches anyway?

My teeth were aching as I went to bed last night, so I took a dose of the pain medication and noted I have perhaps two doses left, one for this evening and one for tomorrow morning. Made me think. I assume this is over after tomorrow, no more aching (or belly aching) and this should be enough. I've been a little flippant about saying I haven't needed it. I haven't, but it's made things easier when going to sleep and it's made things easier first thing when getting up.

Now I start what I consider a new phase at work: getting a number of web One of the Sisters. pages into production for groups within the company. I'd like to do a good job on these and make them my transition from an NT, '98 desktop and server nerd to a webmaster nerd, not so much full time design and coding, but overall responsibility for a site or group of sites where I'm running the entire production. That would be a good place to be in a business that reinvents itself every year or so just because it likes the excitement. That's going to take some time and commitment and I'm curious about how it will go. I've always been somewhat absorbed in my work, spending a lot of time with it, spending a lot of time with aspects of it like this web site at home, but I'll be curious how I react after six months of running full tilt.

These thoughts fit in with my personal life, how to achieve a balance and what kind of balance? I hope I remain reasonably clear on this, don't just space out and notice that six months have gone by and all I have to show for it my work alone. And this journal.

Feel good. Looking forward to a good night's sleep.


 
The photographs were taken on Castro Street in San Francisco at the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence party on Easter.

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