work, boy and rambling
So, I don't really have any idea what I'm going to talk about. I just felt posty for some reason. I would like to post more often than I do, but don't generally consider the everyday details of my life all that interesting. What I REALLY ought to do is write in my actual analog-type old-school journal. I tried a couple months ago and got a good start, but got interrupted. Grrr.
Work is going well again. The first few days that I was doing the Newsstand instead of Cashiering were EXTREMELY frustrating. I kept likening myself to a blind spider thrown onto someone else's web. I knew there were lots of tangles and things to figure out but I couldn't see where they began and ended. Now I'm starting to get a sense for things and when to do what, and now that I've been doing it for a couple weeks things are getting more orderly. They haven't had a Newsstand Lead for a couple months so I had one hell of a mess to deal with at first. But as I said, it's getting easier and there is always help available if I need it.
Been hanging out with Cliffy this weekend, as usual. Had a VERY nice afternoon today. *wink* I have to admit, I get great pleasure from tormenting that boy until he's ready to burst and then smiling and abruptly abandoning my activities. It drives him nuts and makes me laugh. Yes, I'm a little evil that way. Heh heh heh. Mostly just having a good time though. We just got our Halloween fix watching "The Craft" earlier, with me telling him little bits of trivia about the movie and the symbolism and whatnot. Shoot, after as many times as I've seen that movie, there's very little I don't know about it. We're going to continue our Halloween movie fix next time he comes over with "Sleepy Hollow" as I'd like to see it again, and also he has talked me into watching "Evil Dead 2." That one is a weird situation, since I'm watching the trilogy backwards. We watched "Army of Darkness" first since it's apparently the least scary and gory. Got to admit, I do get a kick out of the one line, "THIS is my BOOMSTICK!!!" I may also introduce him to "The Witches of Eastwick" and/or "Practical Magic."
Geez, I'm boring lately. All I have to talk about is work and my boyfriend. Both of which are important and vital, but I get the feeling there should be more. Come to think of it, I can't remember the last time I went out with a friend or hung out with someone other than Kitten. She IS my best friend, of course, but other than her and Cliff my social life has been pretty much D.O.A. I don't know; maybe we're just getting to the point where we're all so wrapped up in our own lives and stuff that we don't make as much time for each other as we should. There is also the fact that a lot of my friends are married and/or have kids. I sometimes get the feeling of Smug Marriedness from some as the unspoken thing that because I have neither husband nor kids, I have the time and resources to just come on over whenever. That very well may just be me being over-sensitive, but it does seem that I put more effort into calling and trying to make plans than some of my friends do. Merrrrrf. (That was a sound of irritation, not a typo.) All right, I give up now. Time for a shower and Cliffy needs to vent about his psycho mom. Not that I blame him, poor thing. All right, time to go.
Work is going well again. The first few days that I was doing the Newsstand instead of Cashiering were EXTREMELY frustrating. I kept likening myself to a blind spider thrown onto someone else's web. I knew there were lots of tangles and things to figure out but I couldn't see where they began and ended. Now I'm starting to get a sense for things and when to do what, and now that I've been doing it for a couple weeks things are getting more orderly. They haven't had a Newsstand Lead for a couple months so I had one hell of a mess to deal with at first. But as I said, it's getting easier and there is always help available if I need it.
Been hanging out with Cliffy this weekend, as usual. Had a VERY nice afternoon today. *wink* I have to admit, I get great pleasure from tormenting that boy until he's ready to burst and then smiling and abruptly abandoning my activities. It drives him nuts and makes me laugh. Yes, I'm a little evil that way. Heh heh heh. Mostly just having a good time though. We just got our Halloween fix watching "The Craft" earlier, with me telling him little bits of trivia about the movie and the symbolism and whatnot. Shoot, after as many times as I've seen that movie, there's very little I don't know about it. We're going to continue our Halloween movie fix next time he comes over with "Sleepy Hollow" as I'd like to see it again, and also he has talked me into watching "Evil Dead 2." That one is a weird situation, since I'm watching the trilogy backwards. We watched "Army of Darkness" first since it's apparently the least scary and gory. Got to admit, I do get a kick out of the one line, "THIS is my BOOMSTICK!!!" I may also introduce him to "The Witches of Eastwick" and/or "Practical Magic."
Geez, I'm boring lately. All I have to talk about is work and my boyfriend. Both of which are important and vital, but I get the feeling there should be more. Come to think of it, I can't remember the last time I went out with a friend or hung out with someone other than Kitten. She IS my best friend, of course, but other than her and Cliff my social life has been pretty much D.O.A. I don't know; maybe we're just getting to the point where we're all so wrapped up in our own lives and stuff that we don't make as much time for each other as we should. There is also the fact that a lot of my friends are married and/or have kids. I sometimes get the feeling of Smug Marriedness from some as the unspoken thing that because I have neither husband nor kids, I have the time and resources to just come on over whenever. That very well may just be me being over-sensitive, but it does seem that I put more effort into calling and trying to make plans than some of my friends do. Merrrrrf. (That was a sound of irritation, not a typo.) All right, I give up now. Time for a shower and Cliffy needs to vent about his psycho mom. Not that I blame him, poor thing. All right, time to go.