Thoughts, plans and the future...
I ended up getting out of work early last night. This is a good thing, because for the next three days I'll be on the day shift, doing mandatory annual training. Not to say this is bad (it's basically sitting around on your arse for three days and getting paid to be bored), but it does tend to screw up a body that's used to being up all night. Thankfully I took a couple extra days off, so it'll be a 4-day weekend. Plenty of time to recover...I hope. The first day is supposed to be hand-to-hand fighting, but I may bow out of the warm up exercises as my knee is still tweaking me from an injury three months ago. Yeah I might get catcalled for that, but if I end up shoving my foot up someone's rectal orifice up to said injured knee, I'm sure the jokes will stop.
Another benefit of the 4-day will be that I'm hoping some home theater components will arrive in that time. I finally took the leap and ordered around $3500 worth of toys to upgrade the current setup. Now all I need to do is sell the old tv/receiver and pay off Best Buy. More on that in the future...
So I was bitching about my age to a friend today, and she put it in true technogeek fashion that I'd be upgrading to "version 3.0" this weekend (turning 30). That does make it easier to look at, although I'm definitely feeling like an old fart now. The folks have insisted on taking me out to dinner on Thursday, and I'm hoping it'll be a quiet affair. Death to any and all who call attention to it! They wisely (or evilly?) planned to do it at a restaurant in Wisconsin, so my carry permit isn't valid there. Damn.
Speaking of friends, I've recently found out that some folks in both my professional life and (sadly) my personal life either aren't who they seem, or seem like they've tried to present a different version of themselves than what they tell others. It's bummed me out, because one is someone I thought I knew really well...and they may not even know that I know, or about the lies that have been told, or (my favorite) how they might have used my words to express feelings to someone else. Melodramatic? Yes. Justified? Probably not, but allow me a little drama now and then. I don't know quite where to go from here though.
I'll chalk this one up to age, but unfortunately I think my BS tolerance is dropping dangerously low. Sometimes at work, my "residents" might try to push my buttons with various verbal pearls of wisdom, mostly concerning my appearance, size etc. Before I'd laugh it off, but lately I've been firing back at them, telling one 18-year old punk not to cop an attitude with me until he'd grown some pubes (the other folks in there LOVED hearing that one). I ended up telling another one that, due to his repeated comments about my ass that I was definitely getting the gay vibe from him. He indignantly responded in a quite educated way with "hey motherf*cker, I've got two kids you bitch-ass punk!", but was left stunned when I pointed out that lots of gay guys lived a lie, and that he shouldn't be ashamed. I was a little shocked at myself from that...maybe the job's getting to me?
Or maybe it's age.
Another benefit of the 4-day will be that I'm hoping some home theater components will arrive in that time. I finally took the leap and ordered around $3500 worth of toys to upgrade the current setup. Now all I need to do is sell the old tv/receiver and pay off Best Buy. More on that in the future...
So I was bitching about my age to a friend today, and she put it in true technogeek fashion that I'd be upgrading to "version 3.0" this weekend (turning 30). That does make it easier to look at, although I'm definitely feeling like an old fart now. The folks have insisted on taking me out to dinner on Thursday, and I'm hoping it'll be a quiet affair. Death to any and all who call attention to it! They wisely (or evilly?) planned to do it at a restaurant in Wisconsin, so my carry permit isn't valid there. Damn.
Speaking of friends, I've recently found out that some folks in both my professional life and (sadly) my personal life either aren't who they seem, or seem like they've tried to present a different version of themselves than what they tell others. It's bummed me out, because one is someone I thought I knew really well...and they may not even know that I know, or about the lies that have been told, or (my favorite) how they might have used my words to express feelings to someone else. Melodramatic? Yes. Justified? Probably not, but allow me a little drama now and then. I don't know quite where to go from here though.
I'll chalk this one up to age, but unfortunately I think my BS tolerance is dropping dangerously low. Sometimes at work, my "residents" might try to push my buttons with various verbal pearls of wisdom, mostly concerning my appearance, size etc. Before I'd laugh it off, but lately I've been firing back at them, telling one 18-year old punk not to cop an attitude with me until he'd grown some pubes (the other folks in there LOVED hearing that one). I ended up telling another one that, due to his repeated comments about my ass that I was definitely getting the gay vibe from him. He indignantly responded in a quite educated way with "hey motherf*cker, I've got two kids you bitch-ass punk!", but was left stunned when I pointed out that lots of gay guys lived a lie, and that he shouldn't be ashamed. I was a little shocked at myself from that...maybe the job's getting to me?
Or maybe it's age.