Misc. Bits on a Friday
Jason was hanging around the kitchen yesterday after work while I was making dinner. He had went to his therapy session earlier in the day and obviously wanted to talk about it, so I asked him how it went. He said, "I drew a picture of you like the one I drew at my grandmother's house." Before Christmas, we were at his paternal grandmother's house and, out of boredom, he drew a picture of me looking angry and petulant. We both laughed about it because it actually looked rather accurate. Anyway, I laughed at him and called his bluff, saying that he most certainly did not draw another picture of me like that. Jason isn't the type to go for therapy of that nature, especially since he isn't an artist by any stretch of the imagination. He admitted that he had not drawn any pictures, but that he had spoken of me to his therapist. I didn't ask any follow up questions because anything he said, even if it was about me, isn't really my business. After a couple beats of silence, he grabbed me from behind and kissed me, then said that everything he told his therapist about me was positive. Then he ambled off to the music room to check his e-mail. It was a pleasant surprise, not what I was expecting. We get along very well, but I know I'm not the easiest person to live with. It's nice to know I'm appreciated. He was very lovey-dovey this morning, too. Usually, mornings consist of avoiding each other as much as possible and conversations carried by grunts and snorts. A kiss good morning is absolutely unheard of unless it's a weekend. Maybe the therapy thing is helping him more than I thought it would.
I half-heartedly worked on the paperwork for a bid yesterday at work. We submitted it in the early afternoon and found out minutes later that we have been awarded the project. The first project we've managed to snag in months. Even though it is a small one--only $400,000--it's still a step in the right direction. We really need to acquire more work if we want to avoid laying anyone off. It's a miracle that hasn't happened yet.
Jason and I have been watching Wolf's Rain, but I just can't seem to get into the flow of the show. I suppose this is because I don't particularly care about any of the characters and the entire presentation comes across as too kiddish--like I should be watching it at 3:00 in the afternoon on Cartoon Network. And I'm not into that sort of anime.
Holy crap, it's Friday, the 13th, you guys.
I've been tempted many a time in the past two weeks to write scathing comments about our government and the course they have decided to put our country on, but I've resisted. It would just end up being a rant of epic proportions in which nothing is resolved or changed. I fear for our collective future. Nineteen Eighty-Four, here we come.
I half-heartedly worked on the paperwork for a bid yesterday at work. We submitted it in the early afternoon and found out minutes later that we have been awarded the project. The first project we've managed to snag in months. Even though it is a small one--only $400,000--it's still a step in the right direction. We really need to acquire more work if we want to avoid laying anyone off. It's a miracle that hasn't happened yet.
Jason and I have been watching Wolf's Rain, but I just can't seem to get into the flow of the show. I suppose this is because I don't particularly care about any of the characters and the entire presentation comes across as too kiddish--like I should be watching it at 3:00 in the afternoon on Cartoon Network. And I'm not into that sort of anime.
Holy crap, it's Friday, the 13th, you guys.
I've been tempted many a time in the past two weeks to write scathing comments about our government and the course they have decided to put our country on, but I've resisted. It would just end up being a rant of epic proportions in which nothing is resolved or changed. I fear for our collective future. Nineteen Eighty-Four, here we come.