Cynical by Nature

I find my lack of employment depressing. I have enough money to pay this month's (Apirl, obviously I paid March already) rent, and probably next month so long as I don't spend much of anything. I might go out hunting work at like Outback or something ridiculous like that. Something that gives me income of some sort. Simply because hanging around the house will drive me nuts.

I also need to get my oil changed. DAMN YOU CAR. Ok, not really damn it. I love my Kia. But still. My Dad and mom came up this last weekend and we talked about me moving 'home' and going back to school, but while that would be nice? The mere thought of giving up my cats made me break down into tears last night (my Father is allergic and does not want cats in his house.) It is more so that I'd have to give up Cringer. Because while Little Man is precious and I love him, I've only had him for a couple weeks now. Cringer? We've been together for five years, almost six this summer. He is my baby, and giving him up is like handing someone else my child. I just don't know if I can do that.

Blah.

That aside, I had a headache from hell today, have no desire to really eat much. And just in general mehness all around. Wahoo!

However, I did update my resume, well I just redid it really. I lost my book on resumes, no idea how, and applied to several jobs with the FAA. I'm really hoping this one in Dallas will call, but not going to hold my breath. I'm sure that loads more people have applied that are far more qualified.

Anyway, tomorrow's goals are to apply to some shops and stuff. A couple part-times or whatever might be just what I need for now.

I have time to kill, mostly because my head hurts and I really don’t like this instrument I’m working on at the moment. One second it has a leak, the next it doesn’t. blooding annoying as hell. Plus, I shocked myself with 500k Vdc.

Ow.

( Long discussion on the subject of work. )

As many have noticed...

I've not done any RP lately. I don't know if I can really explain what goes on in my head, but here's a shot:

For whatever irrational reason, I have come to think of RP as more like a second job instead of a hobby. I feel like people are waiting for me impatiently (regardless of if they really are, anyone that knows my head, well knows that it comes up with assumptions on its own without logic or reason.) It is frustrating for me, because I can't seem to write as well as I feel I should. Maybe this will change once I get back into school to finish up my English and History degrees.

That being said, there is still no word on who and when people are being laid off, so everyone in the lab is still thinking about it. We all make little jokes about it, Russ had a five year award, and made the comment: "I hope to make it another five....though things aren't looking for good for that now."

Richard even made a joke about the 401Ks today during Joel's 35 year 'party' (really, Tanya just dragged us all out of the lab to go stand there and clap, I was busy...but I went), he said Joel couldn't retire yet because he had to rebuild his "point 401". It was funny, at least, at the time. Jered's been bitching about how the CEO's monthly paycheck could pay 20 techs, and that the man could just take a pay cut.

Of course Jered made the comment to me the other day, discussing what we'd do if laid off, that he didn't know what...and that he might just go drive forklifts. Apparently they make 17 bucks an hour. He then asked if I liked Texas...which went down the road of 'no'. And there was then an argument about the University of Texas vs. Texas A&M. ((I was raised an Aggie, mind you.))

Also with work, I flipped some wires on one of my connectors for a TTRM ((a down hole instrument that measures line tension, borehole temperature and mud resistivity)), Jason took it over when a Z-Density came in and Terry wanted me to rebuild it. Jason pointed it out, and just said to be more careful...and then the next day he informed me he'd done the same thing on another TTRM he was working on at the same time. Amused, I pointed out that at least mine were the same color, his weren't.

The Z-Density I'm working on is pretty much done. I need to break the housing over the electronics, and then change the o-rings and such. But I'm ready to hook it up and test. Which is nice.

And that is pretty much it. I mean, I'm tired...have been all week. Thursdays and Wednesday I was ready to weep from the knots in my back and just...blah. God help me, I've cut and bruised myself enough this week to look like I've been in a fist fight. And the weather was just glorious on Wed. Oh yes...

Not.

So I keep thinking of things I want to post about during my day. Something funny someone did at work, something stupid, something whatever. But then by the time I get home, I'm all "oh fuck posting." Hell, I barely keep awake long enough to post/rep for my characters! And you people expect me to do it for my personal journal. Pft. Who you kidding?

Bright things about this week? Shanna brought Mauri back to play with Percy. And I will forever be in love with her for it. Monster Quest on the history channel can get down right creepy, or stupid. It really sort of depends on who is doing what. Though, along that train of thought? Dear woman on the history channel...if Big Foot/Grassman/Whatever you want to call him is real? HE CANNOT BE SINISTER. It is an ANIMAL. It very likely does not stand there in the dark and plot how to slice you into a thousand pieces, only human do shit like that. That kinda irked me last night. Its like when people talk about Man-Eater Lions. They aren't evil, you fucking idiots. We, regardless what you like to believe, are a part of the natural cycle. We can be and sometimes ARE a part of the food chain. Just because we have disposal thumbs doesn't exempt us from being food for animals that figured out that the fugly two legged, hairless creatures are easy to catch.

Get over it. If you don't want to be cat food? Why not stop imposing on their land.

Ok...

Yeah, I don't really have much to life to talk about. That's about it. Need to call Yee at some point and be a good little friend.

Also, I'm still fucking tired. I went to be early last night, and still woke up late. It sucked. Made it to work in time, but still. BLAH.

EDIT: I forgot to add this-

The first six people to respond to this post will get something made by me. It will be about or tailored to those six lucky "victims."

This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
- what I create will be just for you.
- it'll be done this year
- you have no clue what it's going to be. It may be fic. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.