I will let you know how it goes.
Category: Work
Gangnam style
Despite the fact that it is really dumb – I LOVE GANGNAM STYLE. Here’s a picture from a Korean temple showing its genesis.
Yesterday I passed the first tests to get hired by a well reputed local employer. Big big shout out to Tanya for helping me out.
Today, eyeballs will be crunched as I attempt to update my prescription.
Excellent news
I have a job test on Monday at noon which I am very pleased about.
Also I actually TYPED the minutes and sent a draft to Sue already; the board meeting was last night.
Also Sue and I ground our way through the Stewardship Drive work (she did most of the work but I will be instrumental in getting it all printed for the pledge package).
Furnace on for the first time this year. House smells like a dusty cat.
Quote of the day
Social media has turned modern friendship into a pixellated bar that serves kittens, soundbites and RPGs. – A Sloman.
Tony Scott, noted director and producer and brother of Ridley, committed suicide by jumping off a bridge. He left a note. He was 68. Depression’s a hell of an illness, and my condolences to his family, friends and associates. …added later – he had inoperalbe brain cancer.
What the hell I don’t even. Binge drinkers are happier. Science sez. I only post this because this was the first weekend I really really really wanted to buy beer, but I managed not to. Most of the time I don’t even think about alcohol but I came piteously close to purchasing same when I came out of the Heather Dale concert, and no jokes about how she drove me to drink.
Should get a call back about work today. Guess I need to run some laundry.
Saw the Helen Mirren version of the Tempest. Loved it.
Margot breathes at 14 -16 breaths per minute, which is apparently low. She’s very noisy right now… I’m assuming she’s asleep. Eddie did a phantom barf yesterday morning. Jeff and I both heard him and we looked everywhere and couldn’t find it. Speaking of Eddie, he’s scratching at the door, so I’ll get up and let him in.
I find this article really disturbing and can’t articulate why.
Saturday housefilk Lazy Sunday
Sunday wasn’t actually 100% lazy, we put the awning back up in the back deck. They did SUCH A SH*TTY JOB of power washing. Water POURED into the house and soaked some rugs and wrecked some laundry soap. Jeff exposed me to ER, which I never got to watch because Paul and I didn’t have cable for most of the time we lived together.
Saturday, the housefilk was totally amazing; Jeri Lynn and Jeff came up from Seattle and so there was CELLO and BASS and DULCIMER AND 12 STRING and BANJOLA and OCTAVE MANDOLIN and 6 STRING and OCARINA and BODHRAN and we sang played ate drank mint tea, rinse repeat, until almost 11 pm. THANK YOU TOM AND PEGGY FOR HOSTING, my place next Saturday. Cousin Lexi was there and she choked with laughter when we played a Habitrail named Klein.
Today I’m going to have lunch with Dustiny (I am joking with his name) and I’m looking forward to it as I am already planning to order Butter Chicken with extra cilantro.
Today I am baking biscotti and working on some other money making stuff. Also since I’m in the mood, more song notation. (It goes much faster when I am not forcing myself).
Everybody have a lovely day!
Huh
Effective first thing Wednesday morning, I was released from the employ of Schneider Electric. Everything was as it should be, it wasn’t a surprise (the financials have not been good), I wasn’t alone (they let 10% go including a lot of long term employees) and I have no complaints.
I do feel a lot of compassion for the employees left who are having to pick up the slack (more than one person was let go in the department). Anyway, today I go in early to clean out my desk (I don’t think anybody wants my spare underwear, or maybe to be more clear I don’t want to know who would want my spare underwear) and I’m certainly not leaving one of my mother’s wall hangings in situ.
All of the negative feelings I currently have are temporary. I’ve been given, essentially, a gift and an opportunity, and I intend to make the most of it.
Paul came over last night and we talked for a while, and so did Keith. Keith is taking his first independent road trip today. All the news from the kids these days is about their lives opening up.
I ran into D. yesterday at the Superstore, which we never shop at any more because Jeff hates it so much (but I went out by myself yesterday, also did some churchy stuff). She’s the woman who went on mat leave so I could have the job I was just let go from. You have to understand that’s a little bit more than your average coincidence.
Just the other day I was thinking “How am I supposed to be Secretary Treasurer of Beacon and work full time?” Be VERY FUCKING CAREFUL what you wish for, as I said to Sue on the phone, as we both cackled with laughter.
I had an wonderful interaction with my CEO yesterday
And as much as I enjoyed it, I can’t talk about it in a public venue. I will say that it started off with his asking me “Why were you laughing?” and me giving him an honest answer….
Into fourth book of George R.R. Martin’s matched set of doorstops, and loving it.
Dentist tonight.
Just read a cover letter for a friend
My partial response:
You did read it aloud, right?
Cause if you can get through that with a straight face, you have better diaphragm/sphincter control than I do.
A good memory but inconsistent
Had to call Jeff at home to tell him to turn the coffee off……
More practicing. Maybe I should just make that my morning thing for a couple of hours, I’ll be an expert in no time. Sure … I … will.
Sent an email to a coworker that included the sig line “IN SPACE NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU SCREAM THIS IS SPARTA” in response to him misspelling Spartanburg SC in a customer case.
Sigh.
Hopping from one foot to the other
I am waiting with much anticipation for the octave mandolin.
Work is interesting and challenging.
Church is even more so. The bookkeeper will be gone as of September.
awake and aware
Heavy sigh. This is now Day 7 of project quit drinking. I don’t know what I was expecting…DTs maybe? Instead, nothing, except I have to remember to drink 20 ounces of water between the time I get home and the time I go to bed or I get dehydrated. That’s what the beer was for, to give my kidneys something to do when they were bored.
Otherwise, no effect on my life at all.
Time to go shower and get dressed and call in sick to work. Yeah, I would like to – it’s May Day! – but I think I’ll occupy my work station and serve customers today.
back to work
Ya think they missed me?
Nothing much else to report.
“Scalded” “Scrotum”
In the last five minutes, Katie has asked for assistance in spelling the above noted two words. This is as a consequence of her having to write down notes every day about the nasty & harassing work environment she’s currently dealing with.
OWWWWWWWWWWWW
Katie wishes it to be known that those two words were not in the same sentence.
Wonderful long weekend.
Those four days off were both restful and productive, everything a long weekend should be.
Now I’m going to go in to work sitting in a very inferior location compared to where I was Thursday. But such is life, and I am sure I will find some way of making lemonade.
Clean cheap hydrogen?
All right! http://www.geek.com/articles/geek-pick/self-sustaining-solar-reactor-creates-clean-hydrogen-fuel-2012044/
Life at Geekhaus continues along its merry way. We’re halfway through the last season of SG1 and although there are those who believe that it just wasn’t the same program without Rick Anderson and Don Davis, I continue to enjoy it and am sad that it’s all going to end soon. Which just means we have to view SGA and SGU again, plus any tv movies we can actually get copies of.
I move at work today. By my count I sat at one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, oooo ! I JUST REALIZED. This is lucky 13! Thirteen desks since I started with the company. Yeah, I thought it had averaged out to once a year. We’re moving one floor down and to the other side, which means I lose the view of the Old School Cylons and the Lions out the front of the building, and now get to glower at the EA logo all day, when I feel like turning around and doing that, that is.
Anyway, I have to get my poop in a group and get out of here. We have to pack and the day’s work must still be done, and I owe 1.5 hours for my running around yesterday re the passports.
Called mOm on the phone yestreen and Katie waltzed in while I was talking to her and she had a nice long chinwag. Keith is heading to the Island this weekend so hopefully mOm will get her grandbaby fix. Katie is inching closer to having her own apartment, but that isn’t because she isn’t looking, it’s because she’s extremely fussy about where she lives and if the front hallway smells like crap she just spins around and steps back out again. Like Keith said when he was four, you don’t want to live where it smells like people are cooking their dinner in a garbage can.
Various and continuing shifts at work made me realize that I am a very small person in a very large enterprise. I don’t have what it takes to run my own business (unless somebody wants to pay me to dream up tunes all the time) and so if I want to stay employed I have to execute according to plan. I just wish I knew what the plan is. I know this makes me sound stupid, and it’s not meant to be a crack at my bosses/supervisors, whom I respect greatly. I am not convinced that anybody in particular knows what’s going on and can relate it to a larger plan, and past experience leads me to believe that we are (in the words of the inimitable Dorothy Dunnett) being ‘ground between magnates”.