Been working on the line at work. I don’t think I like it, but we’ll see. It largely depends on how much it pays. Given the choice between prep and line, I’d choose prep. Given the choice between line and dish, it’s line, no doubt.
Looking at my finances, I was hoping to go down to three days a week but I think that might be dipping too much into my leftover student loan money. My tuition bill finally hit, still waiting on word about the student loan, well, still waiting for the gears to finish grinding on it. Also need to see how much my books will cost.
I can’t even remember what classes I’m taking this term. Heh heh. Oops.
Made what is in all likelihood my final trip to the hell that is eastern Oregon for my paternal grandmothers not really funeral. She’d been in a nursing home after multiple uncounted strokes and I’d gotten work a week ago that she’d stop taking food and water so it was no surprise. Took the opportunity to take a shiteload of Gorge pics. I’ll post a Flickr link when I get them up.
At the grave side service (no formal funeral, a wise decision on her part after the nightmare scene that was my paternal grandfather’s funeral) I kept looking around the dry, hilly country and mostly I could only think “I never have to come up here again.” Not good people up there, really. Her pastor gave a talk, which of course turned into a sermon since a Southern Baptist preacher can’t read the ingredients on a cereal box without throwing hellfire and damnation in there.
Oh, the best part (that’s sarcasm, folks) was when my cousin (father’s sister’s eldest son) had his two daughters (6-7-ish) singing a song about not feeling at home in this world any more. Creepy as fuck. I can’t stand the mysticism (for lack of a better term) that so many fundamentalist denominations push. All that matters is heaven, blah blah blah.
So glad I was raised in the Quaker tradition, except for that whole pacifism thing. That’s a dumb idea.
Actually got two days off this week. But this chest cold I’ve been fighting off finally got a hold of me. I feel better today, tho. Might get out of the house. I was really worried because I haven’t been fully sick in a long, long time because I always take echinacea when I feel sick and it seems to work for me (pharmaceutal medicine opinion on it be damned) and I ran out this time. Yoinks! But I only had a few days when I really felt bad. For an asthmatic chest colds are the worst, it’s hard not to suck down on the inhaler constantly, even though it won’t help.