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My finger hurts.
Jun. 19th, 2005 03:29 pmI'm not sure why, but the big knuckle on my right pointer finger has swollen up suddenly. It itches a bit, but also tends to hurt when touched or poked, and is slowly turning red, possibly from the poking. I see no noticeable reason for it, but the feel reminds me vaguely of perhaps a metal sliver, or something similar to it. It worries me a bit, but we'll see what comes of it. God willing, it will turn out to be nothing and heal quickly. Or maybe I'll need to pop it open with a needle later and see what comes out.
This evening's shift at the dining hall is the last of the weekend, and hopefully the last ever there, but only time will tell. At the moment, I'm just dreading having to go back for even one more shift. I've gotten somewhat the hang of things, but the job still sucks, and I've been told by even those who have been there for a year that it really never gets better. Tomorrow I'm tracking down a job. Calling Hastings, see if I got the job, call Blockbuster and see about an interview, then on to Target. I'm hoping muchly to be hired at Hastings.
What else... Ah. We had something of a guess pastor speak today at church. He works down in Uganda and came to tell us of his work down there and some of the terrible things that happen that we don't ever hear about here in the west. At one point he even spoke to us of the good that President Bush has done down there in getting the various governments around the area to stop bombing all the aide operations and whatnot. Made me proud. He spoke of the LRA too, which is currently the largest terrorist group in the world, though we don't hear about it because it doesn't affect us. They tend to raid villages, kill, cut off various body parts (lips, noses, ears, breasts), rape, and take a lot of children--either to rape and add the offspring to their cause, or plain out killing the girls. The boys they recruit or kill. Escapees are cut up, cooked, and fed to the others. Every night, something like 44,000 children leave their villages for the night and walk 5-10 miles to safe areas, often sleeping on the streets. It's quite insane. Made me very sad. There were various other things he spoke of as well, but they didn't quite stick as much. He did, however, tell us of some of the good works God has been doing to make things better. Right now, the pastor is building a church that will house something like 10,000 children during the nights. Not a whole lot to say on the matter really.
For some reason, I felt like watching Aladdin today, so I did. You know, that movie never gets old or too childish. Plus, one can never tire of the songs. Every time I listen, I hear a few more lyrics I missed before. Good times.
This evening's shift at the dining hall is the last of the weekend, and hopefully the last ever there, but only time will tell. At the moment, I'm just dreading having to go back for even one more shift. I've gotten somewhat the hang of things, but the job still sucks, and I've been told by even those who have been there for a year that it really never gets better. Tomorrow I'm tracking down a job. Calling Hastings, see if I got the job, call Blockbuster and see about an interview, then on to Target. I'm hoping muchly to be hired at Hastings.
What else... Ah. We had something of a guess pastor speak today at church. He works down in Uganda and came to tell us of his work down there and some of the terrible things that happen that we don't ever hear about here in the west. At one point he even spoke to us of the good that President Bush has done down there in getting the various governments around the area to stop bombing all the aide operations and whatnot. Made me proud. He spoke of the LRA too, which is currently the largest terrorist group in the world, though we don't hear about it because it doesn't affect us. They tend to raid villages, kill, cut off various body parts (lips, noses, ears, breasts), rape, and take a lot of children--either to rape and add the offspring to their cause, or plain out killing the girls. The boys they recruit or kill. Escapees are cut up, cooked, and fed to the others. Every night, something like 44,000 children leave their villages for the night and walk 5-10 miles to safe areas, often sleeping on the streets. It's quite insane. Made me very sad. There were various other things he spoke of as well, but they didn't quite stick as much. He did, however, tell us of some of the good works God has been doing to make things better. Right now, the pastor is building a church that will house something like 10,000 children during the nights. Not a whole lot to say on the matter really.
For some reason, I felt like watching Aladdin today, so I did. You know, that movie never gets old or too childish. Plus, one can never tire of the songs. Every time I listen, I hear a few more lyrics I missed before. Good times.
