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every little thing's / gonna be all right
Mar. 12th, 2008 11:39 amThere's more than one Bob Marley song to play on repeat.
Though, oddly, I've had that Morphine song stuck in my head, the one about... actually I think it's just called "You Look Like Rain". I don't know why, it doesn't have particularly relevant lyrics.
Last night's meeting went well, though what that means I don't know. My team held it together, none of us said anything out of line, and most importantly, none of us undermined the solidarity we had to present. The vast majority of people who spoke did so sensibly, though there were a few people who sort of gleefully cast logic out the window. These were people who weren't exactly best friends with logic, historically, so it wasn't really a surprise. But even from the mouths of the normally-nonsensical there came a few pearls of understanding. So that was good. I am really proud of normally hot-headed girls who literally bit their lips and sat on their hands and said nothing, knowing that the impassioned defense they longed to make would only make our side look more hysterical/irrational/whiny/crybabyish. The measured responses given were, even if perhaps too moderate, the only answers we could give without adding fuel to the fires of those who disagreed.
The thing is, as the guy leading the meeting pointed out, there's a difference between addressing issues and solving them. We addressed all the issues. We didn't really solve most of them. But solutions were proposed and greeted with some enthusiasm.
It looks like we'll be able to get some outside help in teaching our refs and re-training our skaters a bit-- that will be really great. If nothing else, it will give our skaters some confidence in the refs, and get them to be a bit more respectful of the calls made.
I got almost 8 hours of sleep last night, if you include the 45-minute nap I took between the time I got home and the time we left to go downtown for the stupid brouhaha with the tickets at the show. (Don't have time to go into it at the moment.) So I'm not as brutally tired today. I'm just completely retarded and have no short-term memory.
I wanted to go skate tonight at Open Skate, to make up for missing practice yesterday, but 2 things are interfering: 1) I want, want very badly, to take another nap this evening, and 2) there's a bunch of Z's former coworkers having a Shindig tonight and I really want to go to that with him too. He never got a goodbye party. I think it's important that he keep certain connections.
But man I want to skate.
But man I want a night off.
AHHH.
Whatever, I'll probably live.
Though, oddly, I've had that Morphine song stuck in my head, the one about... actually I think it's just called "You Look Like Rain". I don't know why, it doesn't have particularly relevant lyrics.
Last night's meeting went well, though what that means I don't know. My team held it together, none of us said anything out of line, and most importantly, none of us undermined the solidarity we had to present. The vast majority of people who spoke did so sensibly, though there were a few people who sort of gleefully cast logic out the window. These were people who weren't exactly best friends with logic, historically, so it wasn't really a surprise. But even from the mouths of the normally-nonsensical there came a few pearls of understanding. So that was good. I am really proud of normally hot-headed girls who literally bit their lips and sat on their hands and said nothing, knowing that the impassioned defense they longed to make would only make our side look more hysterical/irrational/whiny/crybabyish. The measured responses given were, even if perhaps too moderate, the only answers we could give without adding fuel to the fires of those who disagreed.
The thing is, as the guy leading the meeting pointed out, there's a difference between addressing issues and solving them. We addressed all the issues. We didn't really solve most of them. But solutions were proposed and greeted with some enthusiasm.
It looks like we'll be able to get some outside help in teaching our refs and re-training our skaters a bit-- that will be really great. If nothing else, it will give our skaters some confidence in the refs, and get them to be a bit more respectful of the calls made.
I got almost 8 hours of sleep last night, if you include the 45-minute nap I took between the time I got home and the time we left to go downtown for the stupid brouhaha with the tickets at the show. (Don't have time to go into it at the moment.) So I'm not as brutally tired today. I'm just completely retarded and have no short-term memory.
I wanted to go skate tonight at Open Skate, to make up for missing practice yesterday, but 2 things are interfering: 1) I want, want very badly, to take another nap this evening, and 2) there's a bunch of Z's former coworkers having a Shindig tonight and I really want to go to that with him too. He never got a goodbye party. I think it's important that he keep certain connections.
But man I want to skate.
But man I want a night off.
AHHH.
Whatever, I'll probably live.
