Archive for August, 2006

Coming together? Maybe….

August 31st, 2006 1 comment

Got my coop work experience (job shadow/internship) thing set up. The hotel next to my restaurant is run by the lady I worked for about 6 years ago. I knew she’d be all about free labor.

Though when I went over to talk to her yesterday (at like 4pm) she was already gone. But the HMFIC of that place I worked at 6 years ago is corporate for this hotel and I caught him walking by. He was all over the idea of free labor and didn’t seem to mind that I want to do it next term so I can save up some more money before I quit my job to do this.

I had to take a wee break from long bike rides, my right quads felt really weak on my last 40 minute bike ride from work to downtown. Poor dudes. But I’m kicking around the idea of riding downtown today (day off!).

In fact I get two days off in a ROW! I don’t even know what I’m going to do.

I have a pretty good idea, actually. I just can’t decide if I want to see a movie today or sleep a few more hours. Again.

Now Playing: Soundgarden “Black Hole Sun” (on Music Choice)



August 21st, 2006 No comments

Well, I got a raise at work. A good one. I also got a Talking To about yelling curses at coworkers. Reasonable, I suppose.

The 240 hours of job shadowing I have to do for my degree is something I have to set up myself. Shit.

My iPod is filling up with podcasts. And porn. I have to get the porn off there so I have more room for podcasts. Meaning I need to do some DVD burning, not deleting. Delete porn, silly, silly you.

Started riding my bike again today. To the MAX in the morning (don’t know how far that is, but it’s about 20 minutes) and then downtown from work in the afternoon (distance again unknown but that’s about a 40 minute ride). Next week gym time. Oh yeah.


I don’t remember the last quiz I did….

August 15th, 2006 No comments

Take the quiz:
Which Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle are You?

You’re mature and get the job done. You are a natural born leader, and normally want to be the better of the group. You take your job seriously. You must! It may NOT be a game. When you select a sport, or something you want to do, you train continueously, constantly trying to perfect it. You’re always prepared for a challenge, and are normally found one step ahead of your enemies. Loving family more than life itself, you are a good friend, and can be depended on at all times.

Quizzes by — the World’s Biggest Yearbook!



August 15th, 2006 No comments

I read this in a review of a fantasy novel, what do you think of it?

“As so much in life does, Brust’s new novel reminds me of a riff from The Simpsons, whose canonical corpus is now similar to the Bible or the works of Shakespeare in its ability to provide a lesson for all of life’s occasions.”

I think he has an interesting point. It’s a little scary, to be honest.


Let’s see

August 10th, 2006 No comments

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.