Jun. 9th, 2009

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This morning I was getting my coffee and thinking about how I used to hate the smell of coffee on people's breath. It didn't make sense to me - people drank coffee, and crumby bread, eggs, and cheese before kissing their spouse goodbye on the way to work. Now I kiss in the morning, before we've fixed our breath, because today kisses are based on love - not lip gloss. Kisses based on love, not lip gloss. I like that.

I've noticed I'm writing poems in theory lately. In the shower I started to compose a fake angry rant at "lesbians," which would turn out to be a defense of the Wrestler to his daughter and calling her out for being spoiled and unforgiving. I must be a writer because I have opinions on everything but never take the time to write.

I woke up ungodly early, even for me, as the power went out yet again. They are doing work on the power grid since we have huge buildings going up in the area so VA Power is upgrading the entire neighborhood. My problem is I have a phone by the bed that recognizes power outages and warns me with loud beeps that the power is out. Uh, thanks. So at 4:30 I gave up re-sleeping and got up to see t-storms rolling in. Rather than miss them I headed out early to catch the storms, or beat the rain to my car. On the way out, I saw the neighbor that lived above me in the old place, swapped 'mornin's. She went down the street, and with the sky so dark I offered her a ride to the metro. She gladly accepted, and as we squooze into my car (not expecting a passenger I parked up near a bush) another neighbor shy asked if I was going to metro because her car wasn't starting. Sure! I said, and wound up cabbing two of my neighbors to the metro rail station.

I feel very community just from that simple act (I was already early to work) even though, for the first time in ages, I didn't vote in a local election. I screamingly don't care about this one even though I should, with the post endorsee in the lead (I parallel the post's opinion a lot). I tried to research them this morning, but only the times and faux would let me on their sites while the post booted me because I wasn't registered. Even www.bugmenot.com failed me as all their passwords were not working for the post.

Driving as the rain hit my car like rocks. I open the skylight to get the full effect. Radio on but at a reasonable volume that I can't hear while the thunder booms, the rain smacks like hands on the windows and hood, while the lightning draws lines in the sky, lines that fill my car with light. Nifty.
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Enough with the 12 hour days. The nice thing about this one was finding a present. See, being a José means every day is a surprise. Today's surprise was the huge project I had to do, responding to discovery on a particular case, was something I already did...mostly. So instead of staying all night or figuring out how to do it later, I was reminded as I saw a file with "Agency discovery response" in the case folder, that one day I did the whole thing as a marathon session in another venture of comp time. I completed another response on an easier case, so now I just have one mega-discovery to do, but that one has no due date as it was untimely filed (I won't respond unless ordered). Whew.

I forgot this session of travel is nearly back to back, getting home Friday night, then leaving Sunday afternoon for the next case. All this on a government salary too!

On the surprisingly positive note,
excuse me for a moment FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOU
sorry had to deal with someone outside

I found out that I can retire from the gummint in 2025 or so - only a decade and a halfish from now. In the time it takes to go from birth to sending pictures of your genitals to your classmates I'll be able to retire like an auto worker in the 70s. I also foudn, shockingly, that I get a pension despite being in FERS. It is 1% times my highest 3 year salary, or 1.1% if I work more than 30 years (just say one third of your highest 3 year salary). I've been gummintal since 1995. All my retirement calculations are based on no pension, no social security, and no house - and I'm on target with my retirement goals. Add in one of those three and I'm really good as my retirement goals are conservative (read: safe). Add in all 3 and I'm comfy.

But right now I'm tired, and maybe a little smelly.

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