I Don't Have 5 Arms! (Nor Do I Want To)
Current mood: exhausted
Wow, the past couple of weeks of work have been insane! Not in the same way as the Rack, (which often made me want to drink cyanide and crawl into a dark hole), but still crazy nonetheless.
There's an old saying that goes "Lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part." That's basically what's going on at the moment--- we're nearing the end of the quarter and all the buying offices are trying to catch up at the last minute. And since everything needs to go through me, it's really creating the proverbial bottleneck.
The good news is that it doesn't mean I need to work a minute later or do anything special. That's what I love about this job---I'll bust my ass to get as caught up today as possible, as I always do, but when the clock strikes "8-hour shift," I'm out the door and on to my weekend. None of this "bringing it home with you" bullshit. I guarantee I'll never get into that again, even if it means living cheaply for the rest of my life.
I've made the firm lifelong decision that free time and lack of stress are more important to me than money, and I resolve never to go back on that decision. More power to those people willing to put in the long hours to get ahead, and I hope that the fruits of their labor are sweet and spiritually rewarding to them. The economy relies on people like that and I don't discount their contribution.
But for me, I guess I'm just not a true Capitalist. I'm satisfied with living simply and don't feel the deep desire to "get ahead." Guess it's just one of those pinko socialist tendencies I occasionally display. As much as I love the good ol' USofA, sometimes I just don't fit in.
(On a side note, the next 3 Depeche Mode remasters just came out. OMFG, A Broken Frame sounds like a totally new album!!! Quite a step up from the shoddy worn-out cassette I played a zillion times as a 12-year-old...)
Currently listening :
A Broken Frame
By Depeche Mode
Release date: 03 October, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
Monday, October 9, 2006
The Crazy Life
The Crazy Life
Current mood: productive
Man, after 2 weeks of this working full-time and going to school at nights M-Th thing, I'm having a hard time adjusting! I think I'll be OK, it's just tough for someone like myself to not have as much "me" time as I'm used to. But, I'm not complaining. It's for a good cause and I think I can keep myself motivated. It's just going to be a long winter... :)
Anyway, I've made sure to keep friday nights and saturdays free, so that is a good thing. But sunday has become homework day. Yesterday I spent a little over 6 hours total. It was almost like another day at work! And then of course, this morning, I'm back at work!
Ya know what would help? If someone wanted to pay my rent for me. Any takers? C'mon rich myspace cruisers! There's gotta be someone out there who wants to sponsor me. I promise I'll give you mad credit when I'm successful and famous.
OK, back to work I suppose. I have a pre-calc exam tonight. Wish me luck!
Currently listening :
High Land, Hard Rain
By Aztec Camera
Release date: 09 July, 1991
Current mood: productive
Man, after 2 weeks of this working full-time and going to school at nights M-Th thing, I'm having a hard time adjusting! I think I'll be OK, it's just tough for someone like myself to not have as much "me" time as I'm used to. But, I'm not complaining. It's for a good cause and I think I can keep myself motivated. It's just going to be a long winter... :)
Anyway, I've made sure to keep friday nights and saturdays free, so that is a good thing. But sunday has become homework day. Yesterday I spent a little over 6 hours total. It was almost like another day at work! And then of course, this morning, I'm back at work!
Ya know what would help? If someone wanted to pay my rent for me. Any takers? C'mon rich myspace cruisers! There's gotta be someone out there who wants to sponsor me. I promise I'll give you mad credit when I'm successful and famous.
OK, back to work I suppose. I have a pre-calc exam tonight. Wish me luck!
Currently listening :
High Land, Hard Rain
By Aztec Camera
Release date: 09 July, 1991
Friday, September 8, 2006
Magic World
Magic World
Current mood: jubilant
Ooooooh, I just love these mornings where I wake up, look out the window, and see the city covered in fog and mist! I get this strange, magical, medieval feeling when the skyscrapers are covered in fog and the car lights are just dots moving through mist.
I'm always wistful at the passing of summer into fall, but it's mornings like these that remind me all seasons are special. Lyrics from the song "Season Cycle" by one of my favorite bands, XTC, pop into my head:
"Season Cycle"
Season cycle moving round and round
Pushing life up from a cold dead ground
It's growing green
It's growing green, well
Darling don't you ever stop to wonder
About the clouds about the hail and thunder
'Bout the baby and its umbilical
Who's pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Summer chased by Autumn
Autumn chased by Winter
(season cycle go from death to life)
Winter chased by Springtime
(bring a harvest or a man his wife)
Springtime's turning
(it's growing green, it's growing green, well)
Darling, don't you ever sit and ponder
(darling did you ever think)
About the building of the hills a yonder
(all this life stuff's closely linked)
Where we're going in this verdant spiral
Who's pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Round and round and round and round
I really get confused on who would make all this
(is there a God in Heaven)
Everybody says join our religion get to Heaven
I say no thanks why bless my soul
I'm already there!
Autumn is Royal
As Spring is clown
But to repaint Summer
They're closing Winter down
(Music and Lyrics by Andy Partridge)
Currently listening :
Skylarking
By XTC
Release date: 14 May, 2002
Current mood: jubilant
Ooooooh, I just love these mornings where I wake up, look out the window, and see the city covered in fog and mist! I get this strange, magical, medieval feeling when the skyscrapers are covered in fog and the car lights are just dots moving through mist.
I'm always wistful at the passing of summer into fall, but it's mornings like these that remind me all seasons are special. Lyrics from the song "Season Cycle" by one of my favorite bands, XTC, pop into my head:
"Season Cycle"
Season cycle moving round and round
Pushing life up from a cold dead ground
It's growing green
It's growing green, well
Darling don't you ever stop to wonder
About the clouds about the hail and thunder
'Bout the baby and its umbilical
Who's pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Summer chased by Autumn
Autumn chased by Winter
(season cycle go from death to life)
Winter chased by Springtime
(bring a harvest or a man his wife)
Springtime's turning
(it's growing green, it's growing green, well)
Darling, don't you ever sit and ponder
(darling did you ever think)
About the building of the hills a yonder
(all this life stuff's closely linked)
Where we're going in this verdant spiral
Who's pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Round and round and round and round
I really get confused on who would make all this
(is there a God in Heaven)
Everybody says join our religion get to Heaven
I say no thanks why bless my soul
I'm already there!
Autumn is Royal
As Spring is clown
But to repaint Summer
They're closing Winter down
(Music and Lyrics by Andy Partridge)
Currently listening :
Skylarking
By XTC
Release date: 14 May, 2002
Friday, September 1, 2006
We're Killin' Ahselves Heah!
We're Killin' Ahselves Heah!
Current mood: bitchy
You know, it's absolutely ridiculous that I only get 2 weeks of vacation every year. And I work my ass off, every single day. I think that people should have a minimum of at least 6 weeks a year away from their workplace. Just think how much more valuable of an employee I'd be if I had enough time away to make sure things in my personal life were all settled. Sometimes it's such a rush just getting all the little errands, projects, and goals in your life accomplished. Not to mention the countries I'd like to travel to but don't want to waste thousands of $$ just for a lame weeklong visit (you can't do shit in a single week. I'd say it takes a minimum of a month to really start feelin' the culture)
A couple weeks ago I had drinks with an old friend from college, Ben from Germany. He was here, of course, on vacation; one of the many he takes to all parts of the globe every year. He was explaining to me how his company gave him 2 paid months off a year, and how this went above and beyond Germany's mandatory 6-week requirement. And he has a good, skilled, high-paying job! What the fuck? How can he have his cake and eat it too?
We Americans are just plain crazy! Why do only give ourselves 2 weeks a year? Just to get a little step ahead of the next guy? This capitalism/free market thing, while a good thing for my wallet, sometimes isn't the best thing for the soul.
Currently listening :
Global Underground: Cape Town
By Dave Seaman
Release date: 22 August, 2000
Current mood: bitchy
You know, it's absolutely ridiculous that I only get 2 weeks of vacation every year. And I work my ass off, every single day. I think that people should have a minimum of at least 6 weeks a year away from their workplace. Just think how much more valuable of an employee I'd be if I had enough time away to make sure things in my personal life were all settled. Sometimes it's such a rush just getting all the little errands, projects, and goals in your life accomplished. Not to mention the countries I'd like to travel to but don't want to waste thousands of $$ just for a lame weeklong visit (you can't do shit in a single week. I'd say it takes a minimum of a month to really start feelin' the culture)
A couple weeks ago I had drinks with an old friend from college, Ben from Germany. He was here, of course, on vacation; one of the many he takes to all parts of the globe every year. He was explaining to me how his company gave him 2 paid months off a year, and how this went above and beyond Germany's mandatory 6-week requirement. And he has a good, skilled, high-paying job! What the fuck? How can he have his cake and eat it too?
We Americans are just plain crazy! Why do only give ourselves 2 weeks a year? Just to get a little step ahead of the next guy? This capitalism/free market thing, while a good thing for my wallet, sometimes isn't the best thing for the soul.
Currently listening :
Global Underground: Cape Town
By Dave Seaman
Release date: 22 August, 2000
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Accidents Happen!
Accidents Happen!
Current mood: uncomfortable
There was a super-nasty accident in the Medical/Dental Building parking lot today. That's the building directly west of my office on 6th and Pine. I guess there were 2 people literally mangled in between 2 cars. The rear car apparently hit the acceleration rather than the brake. (Makes my spine tingle!) As I walked by, I saw one of the women being carried out on a stretcher. Her hip bone was sticking off the side of the stretcher. This is one of the nastiest things I think I've ever seen in person. It's burned into my mind right now the way you get sunspots after you look at the sun.
As with everything, I tend to dig a little deeper. I am not a huge fan of outrightly violent movies, but some of my close friends absolutely live for the stuff. Our culture in general is very attuned to and desensitized to violence. (And strangely puritanical about a couple of things I happen to like a lot---sex and nudity!) I noticed that other passersby were not nearly as shocked and concerned as I'd become. There were a few exceptions, of course. But in general it was business as usual.
Does this mean I need to go out and buy a TV and tune in to CSI, etc., like the rest of the country? Should I quit with the obscure documentaries and artsy-fartsy story-based indie films; and seek out blood-and-guts action instead? (I did, after all, check out SoaP last weekend, although that was more of a comedy...)
I just dunno. Today's social mores seem to indicate that my skin is not thick enough, if a little bloody exposed hip bone wigs me out. Sensitivity is not a good trait to carry into the 21st century, it seems. Yet I can't stop thinking about these 2 poor people. I wonder how civilians in Iraq and Lebanon (not to mention the Congo, again, and Darfur) deal with the constant blood and gore they are surrounded with every day.
On a side note, I've never been more pleased with the fact that I don't own a car. Destructive machines, those.
Currently listening :
The Age of Plastic
By The Buggles
Release date: 15 June, 1990
Current mood: uncomfortable
There was a super-nasty accident in the Medical/Dental Building parking lot today. That's the building directly west of my office on 6th and Pine. I guess there were 2 people literally mangled in between 2 cars. The rear car apparently hit the acceleration rather than the brake. (Makes my spine tingle!) As I walked by, I saw one of the women being carried out on a stretcher. Her hip bone was sticking off the side of the stretcher. This is one of the nastiest things I think I've ever seen in person. It's burned into my mind right now the way you get sunspots after you look at the sun.
As with everything, I tend to dig a little deeper. I am not a huge fan of outrightly violent movies, but some of my close friends absolutely live for the stuff. Our culture in general is very attuned to and desensitized to violence. (And strangely puritanical about a couple of things I happen to like a lot---sex and nudity!) I noticed that other passersby were not nearly as shocked and concerned as I'd become. There were a few exceptions, of course. But in general it was business as usual.
Does this mean I need to go out and buy a TV and tune in to CSI, etc., like the rest of the country? Should I quit with the obscure documentaries and artsy-fartsy story-based indie films; and seek out blood-and-guts action instead? (I did, after all, check out SoaP last weekend, although that was more of a comedy...)
I just dunno. Today's social mores seem to indicate that my skin is not thick enough, if a little bloody exposed hip bone wigs me out. Sensitivity is not a good trait to carry into the 21st century, it seems. Yet I can't stop thinking about these 2 poor people. I wonder how civilians in Iraq and Lebanon (not to mention the Congo, again, and Darfur) deal with the constant blood and gore they are surrounded with every day.
On a side note, I've never been more pleased with the fact that I don't own a car. Destructive machines, those.
Currently listening :
The Age of Plastic
By The Buggles
Release date: 15 June, 1990
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