Not that anyone is still alive out there...
The last time I sat down to this journal was years ago. I looked it up to see if it had been erased (as the website warns), and to my delighted surprise, it still exists. I'm pretty sure many of my online friends have gone since then, gotten carried away in their lives as I did mine, but I wonder if there's anyone still out there? If anyone has continued the pursuit of finding themselves in their writings, if anyone has continued to care about what other people have to say.
I couldn't even begin to explain the past few years in one single journal entry, and I'm not really sure I'd want to if I could. Perhaps I should start with my life now, with my feelings now. So here goes:
Tomorrow, something big is happening at work. I'm not sure what the big thing is, but there were a lot of whispers in the hallway today about how the "big cheese" in our radio partnership is visiting my station cluster. We have three stations in our building, and we are one of four station clusters owned by this company. I'm a little excited, and a little worried. I'm also hoping that our general manager gets the boot. Unfortunately, the big dogs are in love with our general manager even though he's only in our building three days a week. He does absolutely nothing when it comes to problem solving so many of the stations problems are...well...left unsolved.
Now, Patrick, the "big cheese" as I've named him, is an extremely likeable guy. He has an intense Italian anger, but he's quick to laughter if you can tell the right joke. In my opinion, he's great. However, I have a tendency to believe that everyone's great, so I don't think you guys should take much stock in my enjoyment of his company. I hope that Patrick tells me I'm doing great, working my ass off everyday (even though he's not there to see that), gives me a high five, maybe twenty bucks, and then tells everyone that "John" (as we'll call my general manager) will be having his last day today. Not probable, but I'm hopeful.
I thought I'd start things out slow, as I haven't been around for a long time. Don't want to be too boring on my first day back. I hope to be around for a while, but I've made promises in the past I haven't kept. So to those of you who are still out there...let me know!
I couldn't even begin to explain the past few years in one single journal entry, and I'm not really sure I'd want to if I could. Perhaps I should start with my life now, with my feelings now. So here goes:
Tomorrow, something big is happening at work. I'm not sure what the big thing is, but there were a lot of whispers in the hallway today about how the "big cheese" in our radio partnership is visiting my station cluster. We have three stations in our building, and we are one of four station clusters owned by this company. I'm a little excited, and a little worried. I'm also hoping that our general manager gets the boot. Unfortunately, the big dogs are in love with our general manager even though he's only in our building three days a week. He does absolutely nothing when it comes to problem solving so many of the stations problems are...well...left unsolved.
Now, Patrick, the "big cheese" as I've named him, is an extremely likeable guy. He has an intense Italian anger, but he's quick to laughter if you can tell the right joke. In my opinion, he's great. However, I have a tendency to believe that everyone's great, so I don't think you guys should take much stock in my enjoyment of his company. I hope that Patrick tells me I'm doing great, working my ass off everyday (even though he's not there to see that), gives me a high five, maybe twenty bucks, and then tells everyone that "John" (as we'll call my general manager) will be having his last day today. Not probable, but I'm hopeful.
I thought I'd start things out slow, as I haven't been around for a long time. Don't want to be too boring on my first day back. I hope to be around for a while, but I've made promises in the past I haven't kept. So to those of you who are still out there...let me know!