I have a job interview scheduled for tomorrow! I'm interviewing with Synaptic Resources to be a technician that monitors the neurological equipment during surgeries. I find this a potentially interesting job, and it pays 37-40k/year with benefits. You could knock me down with a feather! I was talking to Elizabeth about how I still had no interviews yet last night, and she said she would think good thoughts about it. I'm beginning to have a lot of faith in her good thoughts/feelings ;)
Courtney will be in town for a concert; we're having lunch tomorrow! I haven't seen her in almost a year, so that's pretty exciting :) Mallory will be back from her latest lindy hop trip (Colorado, this time), and we're having lunch on Friday. THEN I'm having a meal with my family....at some point in the near future. (My family is horrible about planning things and being on time). I'll be doing a lot of eating, yummmy! :-D
I miss Brooks a terrible lot; I'm so spoooiled. He has spent probably way too much money and bought me a nice TV. I am admittedly very pleased by this, I have a huge weakness for nice technologies.
If I score this job, I can definitely afford my own internet, and maybe even a nice new phone! (One that I won't break? Maybe?)
Here's hopin'! :)
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
On Soulmates
While the sparkly-eyed romantic in me kind of believes in them, the more logical side of me has to call bullshit on the concept of "soulmates". Yes, there are people that are extraordinarily well-suited for another and people....not so well suited...but the idea of a soulmate just reminds me of really bad fanfiction written by 14-year-old girls.
In my head, people are all really strangely-shaped puzzle pieces. We roll on through life, being changed by our experiences and our relationships to others, which alters our puzzley-shapes (e.g. personalities, traits). We're looking for other pieces that match our own, some more successful than others. We can try to force pieces which obviously do NOT go together I see this happen quite frequently, especially working at Cracker Barrel. (Work drama, anyone?) Extended exposure to another can kind of chip away at the parts don't jive well, like how longtime married partners become more similar over the decades.
I feel like this was way more eloquent in my head at 2 am ;)
In my head, people are all really strangely-shaped puzzle pieces. We roll on through life, being changed by our experiences and our relationships to others, which alters our puzzley-shapes (e.g. personalities, traits). We're looking for other pieces that match our own, some more successful than others. We can try to force pieces which obviously do NOT go together I see this happen quite frequently, especially working at Cracker Barrel. (Work drama, anyone?) Extended exposure to another can kind of chip away at the parts don't jive well, like how longtime married partners become more similar over the decades.
I feel like this was way more eloquent in my head at 2 am ;)
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Day Six....maybe.
Being sick makes me lose track of the day, you know how it goes.
I'm both amused and a bit disgusted that the super-crappy internet I'm borrowing from my neighbour can run WORLD OF WARCRAFT just fine but not Farmville? Really? Ugh.
Today I'm going to attempt to unpack and iron all of my clothes. ...I've admittedly been putting that off. I don't mind ironing a few things....but ALL of my clothes? Oy.
I'm both amused and a bit disgusted that the super-crappy internet I'm borrowing from my neighbour can run WORLD OF WARCRAFT just fine but not Farmville? Really? Ugh.
Today I'm going to attempt to unpack and iron all of my clothes. ...I've admittedly been putting that off. I don't mind ironing a few things....but ALL of my clothes? Oy.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Caramel lattes in mugs bigger than my face cure all ills.
I'm sitting in Panera, eating some soup and internetting, and also eavesdropping on this table of yankee women next to me. They have some amusing things to say, and also perceptions of Austin, particularly UT. E.g., they think UT has 20,000 students. Um...I don't know where they got THAT number, but it's wrong.
I have a genius-level IQ, and am regularly defeated by bed linens.
Got my apartment keys on my key ring! That is a feat, indeed. :)
I went to the main office to inquire as to the location of the trash dumpsters. Maria was not in the office, and the woman that was there just looked at me and said "all around". Very helpful. Thanks.
I have a meeting tomorrow with Charles, the general manager of the Cracker Barrel in Buda. I'm nervous, just a bit. Apparently, he has the option to fire me, no questions asked. Uhm...great.
I got to Panera, and realized that I forgot all of the installation discs I was going to mess with. ::sigh:: Maybe tomorrow I can come off the cold medicine.
Totally unrelated: Why isn't birth control free/government subsidized? I would think that an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. BC has GOT to be cheaper than all of the WIC stuff, free diapers, formula, healthcare, and etcetera that the government provides to single/underaged mothers/ people with way too many kids. What are you thinking, government?! This may not do a whole lot to prevent teen pregnancy, but most girls over the age of 16 can safely be on hormones to prevent pregnancy. Worth some thought.
I have a genius-level IQ, and am regularly defeated by bed linens.
Got my apartment keys on my key ring! That is a feat, indeed. :)
I went to the main office to inquire as to the location of the trash dumpsters. Maria was not in the office, and the woman that was there just looked at me and said "all around". Very helpful. Thanks.
I have a meeting tomorrow with Charles, the general manager of the Cracker Barrel in Buda. I'm nervous, just a bit. Apparently, he has the option to fire me, no questions asked. Uhm...great.
I got to Panera, and realized that I forgot all of the installation discs I was going to mess with. ::sigh:: Maybe tomorrow I can come off the cold medicine.
Totally unrelated: Why isn't birth control free/government subsidized? I would think that an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. BC has GOT to be cheaper than all of the WIC stuff, free diapers, formula, healthcare, and etcetera that the government provides to single/underaged mothers/ people with way too many kids. What are you thinking, government?! This may not do a whole lot to prevent teen pregnancy, but most girls over the age of 16 can safely be on hormones to prevent pregnancy. Worth some thought.
This whole "new job" thing might me more important than I thought.
I was double-checking the distance from my apartment to my new store in Buda, and it's definitely not 10 minutes away. It's more like 25 minutes away, 45 if there's traffic (and there will be). 'Getting a better/closer job' just bumped up several notches in my to-do list.
Brooks would be going nuts, I don't have a single clock in my apartment. ;)
Brooks would be going nuts, I don't have a single clock in my apartment. ;)
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
New Beginnings
I've been in Austin around 24 hours, now. My apartment looks like there was an epic box feud on the premises, but I'm slowly getting everything all unpacked. I'm really sick, which really doesn't surprise me. My body likes to sabotage my plans!
I went to Target, had a misadventure with the TomTom. I made it back in one piece, but I forgot most of the things I went to the store for in the first place. Going shopping while stoned on cold medicine isn't very productive. But! I remembered my shower curtain. I was surprised and dismayed to discover that my apartment complex didn't furnish that, or a stopper for the tub drain.
Creative ghetto win: I hung the plastic tarp the mattress was packed in over the curtain rod so that I could shower.
I rewarded my safe return home with some FroYo. :)
I went to Target, had a misadventure with the TomTom. I made it back in one piece, but I forgot most of the things I went to the store for in the first place. Going shopping while stoned on cold medicine isn't very productive. But! I remembered my shower curtain. I was surprised and dismayed to discover that my apartment complex didn't furnish that, or a stopper for the tub drain.
Creative ghetto win: I hung the plastic tarp the mattress was packed in over the curtain rod so that I could shower.
I rewarded my safe return home with some FroYo. :)
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