It appears the reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated. I'm here. hale, and hearty. Well, at least two of those. Two and a half, on a good day.
So, updates. Let's start with social first.
Haha, but seriously. Let's see... Rose moved out. Well, not completely. She's still got various sundries scatted 'bout the base, but for the most part, she's gone. It's a little weird, but I'm re-adjusting to a previous state, not getting used to a new one, so it's back to how it was before she got here. Well, except for one glaring omission. Other than that, though... yeah. Still almost completely cut off from any sort of social contact with anyone. That's a little unfair, since it's mostly my fault. I mean, it's unfair for me to say that, since it sounds like I'm blaming the situation, when I acknowledge that it's mostly my fault. But this is my place to whine, even if it's just about the consequences of my own decisions and actions. So deal with it.
Anyway. Finally talked to Jarrod yesterday. The wedding's been postponed, indefinitely. They're still together and all, but... yeah. That's kinda scary. I was (and still am) really hoping things work for him. That's been about it, really. Well, I could post some stuff about Lilie, and I still might, but not just yet.
So, work. That's fun. Been closing 4/5 times a week, and they're thinking (very seriously) about giving me my own store. That'd be cool, 'cept I'd have to move to San Antonio. Which doesn't really present me with a problem - it's not like there's anything holding me here anymore. Well, a few things. First, I love this city, second, I've spent my entire life here, and third and most importantly, I have a lease that doesn't expire for another six months. Though, if I can find someone to replace me here, that gets along well with David, I'll do it in a heartbeat. Other than that, work's been fairly routine. Turns out Sara (one of the new managers) is a lesbian, which is a shame, 'cause she's really, really cute. The way it came up was somewhat humorous, too. I was training her on closing. She was text messaging back and forth with her bed buddy, and asks me how much longer we have, so she knows whether or not to tell her to just go to sleep and not wait up for her. I (jokingly) act hurt and make some comment about her rather spending time with the bed buddy, and she says something along the lines of "Don't be offended, it's just that you have a penis, and I'm just not into that. Besides, if I *did* want that, I could just go buy it at a store." I was speechless for a little bit. Really caught me off guard. And she came by the store tonight in somewhat more casual wear than I'm used to seeing her in (Domino's uniform). Oh, and Ambra. Should talk a little about her. And how I've never actually been the initiator of things. But we'll get to that later, I guess. The horde's pissing me off, so I'm going to go find something to eat. Or something.
Utada Hikaru -- Tippy Toe
2005-11-29
2005-11-25
Not dead yet
Just writing to say that I'm still alive and I haven't abandoned my blog. Just haven't made a post in a while.
2005-11-17
2005-11-10
'Cause when your nose is running, it's a perfect time for kissing and hugging
Note: I started this post last night, but the 'net went all wonky on me, and I ended up going to Wal-Mart and doing some grocery shopping. I'm going to pick up where I left off.
It's times like this I feel small pangs of regret concerning my lifestyles choices. It's 12:30 in the morning, and I'm cold, lonely, and depressed. Disclaimer: Yes, I know it's both (a) the result of conscious decisions on my part and (b) both my fault and my responsibility. Most of the time, I don't care. I find most people to be not worth the time it takes to interact with them.
But sometimes, I just get really, really down. Usually it's not triggered by anything specific. Event-triggered depression is much easier to deal with, because you at least have a focus for your thoughts, and can understand why you feel the way you do. But times like this, it feels like, well, being stuck underwater near a waterfall or other heavy current in the dark. You're getting turned and tossed about, can't feel or see anything, and are about to run out of air.
This is one of those times I really wish I was in a relationship, or at the very least, saw Lilie a little more often. [This is where my 'net went all wonky, and I left, and I'm picking up about fifteen hours later.] 'Cause times like this, I really just want to be be held, to cuddle up against someone and have them stroke my head, just be comforted. Maybe it's 'cause, as Ray is so fond of saying, I am in fact a woman. It's kind of like that night, two and a half days after Lilie and I got back together, where I started feeling like this, IM'ed her, and she ended up coming over and holding me. Of course, that night ended very badly, so it's not the greatest example in the world, but it'll do. I'm not sure if I'm not crying now 'cause it's not as bad, or I've started learning to deal with it, or what.
So yeah.
Jewel -- Cold Song
It's times like this I feel small pangs of regret concerning my lifestyles choices. It's 12:30 in the morning, and I'm cold, lonely, and depressed. Disclaimer: Yes, I know it's both (a) the result of conscious decisions on my part and (b) both my fault and my responsibility. Most of the time, I don't care. I find most people to be not worth the time it takes to interact with them.
But sometimes, I just get really, really down. Usually it's not triggered by anything specific. Event-triggered depression is much easier to deal with, because you at least have a focus for your thoughts, and can understand why you feel the way you do. But times like this, it feels like, well, being stuck underwater near a waterfall or other heavy current in the dark. You're getting turned and tossed about, can't feel or see anything, and are about to run out of air.
This is one of those times I really wish I was in a relationship, or at the very least, saw Lilie a little more often. [This is where my 'net went all wonky, and I left, and I'm picking up about fifteen hours later.] 'Cause times like this, I really just want to be be held, to cuddle up against someone and have them stroke my head, just be comforted. Maybe it's 'cause, as Ray is so fond of saying, I am in fact a woman. It's kind of like that night, two and a half days after Lilie and I got back together, where I started feeling like this, IM'ed her, and she ended up coming over and holding me. Of course, that night ended very badly, so it's not the greatest example in the world, but it'll do. I'm not sure if I'm not crying now 'cause it's not as bad, or I've started learning to deal with it, or what.
So yeah.
Jewel -- Cold Song
2005-11-09
Kansas education board downplays evolution - Science - MSNBC.com
Kansas education board downplays evolution - Science - MSNBC.com
So the Kansas Board of Education is now allowing creationism to be taught in schools. Sort of. The thing that makes this hilarious?
"In addition, the board rewrote the definition of science, so that it is no longer limited to the search for natural explanations of phenomena."
Every time I blink, I expect that line to disappear, because there's *no* way an actual academic institution could really say that.
Then I open my eyes, and it's still there.
So the Kansas Board of Education is now allowing creationism to be taught in schools. Sort of. The thing that makes this hilarious?
"In addition, the board rewrote the definition of science, so that it is no longer limited to the search for natural explanations of phenomena."
Every time I blink, I expect that line to disappear, because there's *no* way an actual academic institution could really say that.
Then I open my eyes, and it's still there.
2005-11-08
When anyone's in love, the crickets sing a very happy song
Alright. Unexpectedly awake this early, with nothing to do. Finally got Sin City. Fantastic movie. I was really surprised that Rose hadn't seen it. Definitely right up her alley.
So anyway.
Yeah, so right as I sat up and opened up my sprite, the alarm went off. A very *loud* alarm. After that, an automated voice said something along the lines of "Please evacuate the building. Do not use the elevators." I can't remember exactly what it said. But the alarm sounded immediately after, and the whole thing looped. Fun times. The girls woke up, we poked our head outside the room, and eventually headed down. Oh yeah, we were on the ninth floor, so that was fun. We were joined by a number of other people on our way down. We eventually got down to the first floor and exited through the lobby. The front desk guy was still sitting there, as if nothing was happening. We went outside and, as will happen, all of us crowded outside started talking to each other, seeing if anyone knew what was going on.
Of course, no one did. It started to filter down that it was just a malfunction, and we all headed back to our rooms, thinking that was that.
It wasn't that. It wasn't even this. I don't know what it was, other than really, really annoying. We went back to our rooms, hoping to resume our night's sleep
Those of you who are familiar with literary foreshadowing already know that that didn't happen.
Here's what did happen. We went back to our beds, got all situated, and got ready to go to sleep. And the alarm went off again. And again. And again.
It proceeded to go off every ten-twenty minutes for the next... eight hours (3 - 11). Yeah, we didn't get a whole lot of sleep. Well, I didn't. I'm usually a really heavy sleeper that isn't bothered by noise, but for some reason, it just wasn't happening. Jenn and Kassandra slept just fine; I don't know about Ambra. The alarm finally stopped going off around eleven, right when we getting up. We went to the command center and checked out, finished up all the details. They gave each of us hard hats, which was pretty cool.
We drove around a little bit before we headed out, saw some of the damaged areas. Drove home without any real incident. I slept the first half or so. We decided to stop at the Salt Lick for dinner, which was delicious. Came to over a hundred dollars for the four of us. Got back before midnight, said hey to Felicia at Seguin, then Ambra and I drove back to San Marcos. So yeah, that was that.
Fun times.
Emma Bunton -- Crickets Sing For Annamaria
So anyway.
Yeah, so right as I sat up and opened up my sprite, the alarm went off. A very *loud* alarm. After that, an automated voice said something along the lines of "Please evacuate the building. Do not use the elevators." I can't remember exactly what it said. But the alarm sounded immediately after, and the whole thing looped. Fun times. The girls woke up, we poked our head outside the room, and eventually headed down. Oh yeah, we were on the ninth floor, so that was fun. We were joined by a number of other people on our way down. We eventually got down to the first floor and exited through the lobby. The front desk guy was still sitting there, as if nothing was happening. We went outside and, as will happen, all of us crowded outside started talking to each other, seeing if anyone knew what was going on.
Of course, no one did. It started to filter down that it was just a malfunction, and we all headed back to our rooms, thinking that was that.
It wasn't that. It wasn't even this. I don't know what it was, other than really, really annoying. We went back to our rooms, hoping to resume our night's sleep
Those of you who are familiar with literary foreshadowing already know that that didn't happen.
Here's what did happen. We went back to our beds, got all situated, and got ready to go to sleep. And the alarm went off again. And again. And again.
It proceeded to go off every ten-twenty minutes for the next... eight hours (3 - 11). Yeah, we didn't get a whole lot of sleep. Well, I didn't. I'm usually a really heavy sleeper that isn't bothered by noise, but for some reason, it just wasn't happening. Jenn and Kassandra slept just fine; I don't know about Ambra. The alarm finally stopped going off around eleven, right when we getting up. We went to the command center and checked out, finished up all the details. They gave each of us hard hats, which was pretty cool.
We drove around a little bit before we headed out, saw some of the damaged areas. Drove home without any real incident. I slept the first half or so. We decided to stop at the Salt Lick for dinner, which was delicious. Came to over a hundred dollars for the four of us. Got back before midnight, said hey to Felicia at Seguin, then Ambra and I drove back to San Marcos. So yeah, that was that.
Fun times.
Emma Bunton -- Crickets Sing For Annamaria
2005-11-07
2005-11-04
w00t
Well, I'm back in the saddle. Minerva's up and running, so I've got a working computer again, and it runs *awesome*. Got a new phone as well, so I'm reachable across that medium as well.
Though, I do have to re-download most of the software I was using and re-configure everything, which is fun.
Though, I do have to re-download most of the software I was using and re-configure everything, which is fun.
