4130: Bother
WELP since it looks like my prior draft got killed [not that I lost much], saving while it's not terribly inconvenient to grab: @dresdencodak
* Watching the Google+ one-on-one dialogues with Obama is very revealing. I think people think Presidents are actually Wizard Kings.
* The questions were and so outside the bounds of what even a dictator could address. “Mr. President, bring my grandfather back to life”
* “Mr. President, I have a toothache. Can you make it so that there is no pain in the world? And also dance for me."
* “Mr. President, why are there still living Republicans? Have you forgotten the grip of your own sword?”
* "Mr. President, we have no universal health care and the Ancient Ones have arisen from their sleep. When will you defend the cosmos?"
* "Mr. President, why haven't you taken a serious stance on OWS? Also I need you to rob this casino in 24hrs. Just one last job"
* "Mr. President, my 9-year-old is getting picked on at school. Could you go give that bully a good swirly to teach him who's boss?"
* (RT) "Mr President, you have to keep this bus above 50mph or it will explode"
* (RT) "Mr. President, are you a bad enough dude to save the President?"
* (RT) "Mr President, how do you cope with the constant din of unanswered prayers that assault your divine senses?"
* “Mr. President, if you created the Universe, who created YOU?”
I don't have a lot to add except that they brought in a new temp on Tuesday, I assume after I mentioned the whole "The company who sent this project apparently used their documents as shields in a staple gun fight" part, so that kills any hope of extending the contract [i.e. they need it done on a schedule, not on the cheap].
Now, Fraidy seems convinced that there will be another project at the start of March that I'll *need* to be on, so I'm supposed to keep my calendar open. Yeah, well. I'd feel better if she had any managerial capacity vs. just being a blab. Again, not that I hate the place--I just see it as permanent temp work.
Like, sadly, seems to be an accurate assessment of my career post-Target.
What has me possessed at the moment is this idea of, "I can figure out a way to reach any goal, if I can figure out what that goal is." That is, if I was convinced I'd have a burgeoning future as an accountant, I would have to look into possibly taking some classes [ideally testing out of some to save time/money, but I doubt it], but I'm not convinced it's worth the money for something I'm only vaguely interested in pursuing. "Improve my resumé" is pretty high on the goal list, but the perennial question across many walks of life in this day and age is how to improve upon a resumé without job experience.
Volunteer work would be cool, but no idea what. [And at any rate, until not-this-coming-but-the-next-Saturday is booked as it is.]
For now, I'm breezing on the remainder of the two weeks as time to think, particularly since I've yet to adjust to the sudden decrease in sleep [unfortunately got used to 10+ hours/night in bed if not actually asleep] and STILL have not built up a queue so to get caught up on other stuff as I'd intended. There are TOO MANY THINGS to do, and it's baffling where to start... T_T
[Taxes will prolly shove it until late March, as per usual, even though it means the government gets its per usual use of my money interest-free. I have other priorities, like health crap.]
Incidentally, I'm still being job-trolled:Voicemail: "Julie! Call me back about this new position I wanna discuss!"
*calls back*
Agency: "Hey, um, so it looks like that job got pulled..."
=_=
Gad, I miss a permajob. I don't care if I'm getting screwed, as long as it's not this carrot-and-stick shit.
so, hats
* Watching the Google+ one-on-one dialogues with Obama is very revealing. I think people think Presidents are actually Wizard Kings.
* The questions were and so outside the bounds of what even a dictator could address. “Mr. President, bring my grandfather back to life”
* “Mr. President, I have a toothache. Can you make it so that there is no pain in the world? And also dance for me."
* “Mr. President, why are there still living Republicans? Have you forgotten the grip of your own sword?”
* "Mr. President, we have no universal health care and the Ancient Ones have arisen from their sleep. When will you defend the cosmos?"
* "Mr. President, why haven't you taken a serious stance on OWS? Also I need you to rob this casino in 24hrs. Just one last job"
* "Mr. President, my 9-year-old is getting picked on at school. Could you go give that bully a good swirly to teach him who's boss?"
* (RT) "Mr President, you have to keep this bus above 50mph or it will explode"
* (RT) "Mr. President, are you a bad enough dude to save the President?"
* (RT) "Mr President, how do you cope with the constant din of unanswered prayers that assault your divine senses?"
* “Mr. President, if you created the Universe, who created YOU?”
I don't have a lot to add except that they brought in a new temp on Tuesday, I assume after I mentioned the whole "The company who sent this project apparently used their documents as shields in a staple gun fight" part, so that kills any hope of extending the contract [i.e. they need it done on a schedule, not on the cheap].
Now, Fraidy seems convinced that there will be another project at the start of March that I'll *need* to be on, so I'm supposed to keep my calendar open. Yeah, well. I'd feel better if she had any managerial capacity vs. just being a blab. Again, not that I hate the place--I just see it as permanent temp work.
Like, sadly, seems to be an accurate assessment of my career post-Target.
What has me possessed at the moment is this idea of, "I can figure out a way to reach any goal, if I can figure out what that goal is." That is, if I was convinced I'd have a burgeoning future as an accountant, I would have to look into possibly taking some classes [ideally testing out of some to save time/money, but I doubt it], but I'm not convinced it's worth the money for something I'm only vaguely interested in pursuing. "Improve my resumé" is pretty high on the goal list, but the perennial question across many walks of life in this day and age is how to improve upon a resumé without job experience.
Volunteer work would be cool, but no idea what. [And at any rate, until not-this-coming-but-the-next-Saturday is booked as it is.]
For now, I'm breezing on the remainder of the two weeks as time to think, particularly since I've yet to adjust to the sudden decrease in sleep [unfortunately got used to 10+ hours/night in bed if not actually asleep] and STILL have not built up a queue so to get caught up on other stuff as I'd intended. There are TOO MANY THINGS to do, and it's baffling where to start... T_T
[Taxes will prolly shove it until late March, as per usual, even though it means the government gets its per usual use of my money interest-free. I have other priorities, like health crap.]
Incidentally, I'm still being job-trolled:Voicemail: "Julie! Call me back about this new position I wanna discuss!"
*calls back*
Agency: "Hey, um, so it looks like that job got pulled..."
=_=
Gad, I miss a permajob. I don't care if I'm getting screwed, as long as it's not this carrot-and-stick shit.
so, hats