With the scary part of June behind us, life must go on, I suppose.
1. I anticipated my knees knocking in inexplicable fear or worse still losing my temper at stupid questions as I was forced to share the knowledge of improving working procedures to a bunch of middle aged businessmen in a seminar. Turns out they weren't middle aged businessmen (but I was still younger than most of them anyway, based on the information we gathered while talking to them during the small breaks), and were not as intimidating or as irritating as I thought they'd be, except for a few whose sole purpose I suppose were to irritate. Well, if everything went smoothly, I'd probably think it was a dream and not real anyway.
2. After giving a tour of the factory to two interns who were there for their practical training, one of them said he had a stupid question. I braced myself for something work related, but received a baffling question about the inconsistent message my earrings were giving to an observer (I wear two pairs, usually. At that time, one pair was of a bright yellow star, and the other was of a skull and crossbones) Twenty-two year olds are so cute!
3. The fierce lady at the clinic I have been going to since I was 13 died of cancer recently. I find that terribly ironic because she would have had access to the best advice/medical care being in the field herself. I was at the clinic the other day, and her partner in crime was talking to another lady saying that while she always scolded patients for not taking care of their health enough, she had chosen to neglect her own. Her name was Rosie.
4. An appropriate song for a day like this...