Well here goes....
Well, first post here. Figured I should get one of these here journals. All the kids seem to be doing it. It may take a while to get into a good pattern here so for those that may read this bear with me.
I miss a lot of things being here in Georgia. I miss my old friends, my college pals, and of course my family. No one said things would be easy starting a new life, essentially, in a new environment. What makes things even more difficult is my job. Don't get me wrong, I love doing what I do. I can't think of a better vocation for me than to get paid to know music. And since I now live in a house on a golf course and a lake, working from home does have some pretty sweet advantages as far as views go, and of course the whole golf thing. But moving to a city where I only really know maybe 3 people, one of whom I'm living with and marrying in less than 6 months (holy shit), working from home tends to suck as far as supplying a nice social life.
A typical day for me starts around 9:30a, only because I've passed the point of enjoying waking up at noon (that phase ended for me probably after I quit my radio gig in Southern Indiana). So I'll get up and check email (somethings never change - email is one of them) and then settle in with either a large mixing bowl worth of Franken Berry (damn right you're jealous) or whatever leftovers I didn't manage to wolf down the night before. Catch some SportsCenter or play a few games of ESPN NBA 2K5 on the PS2 on my HDTV, then around 1:30 or 2p start working (if you call playing Name That Tune work). With various changes in my work schedule that have occurred, and the fact that Hot AC and Mainstream Hit radio is so generic and redundant, I'm usually finished up with my first batch of work around 4, by which time the better half comes home from her day of putting up with 19 ankle-biters and a senile assistant (she teaches kindergarten). Dinner occurs at some point between 5 and 8:30p, depending on how long it takes for us to agree on something to fix at home or give up and get take out. During this summit meeting, it is guaranteed that Heidi will suggest spaghetti every day, and it is likewise guaranteed that I'll tell her to suck it. Well no, I usually say "you always want that", then she laughs and the cussin' and discussin' continues. Then she heads off to bed, while I have a second batch of work before my night is through. I get done around 1:30a, and depending on what's on tv and my mood, I sack out around 3a.
Now I don't know about you, but for me, having this type of set routine at 25 years old is one part reassuring (stable job, nice house, relaxed work schedule, wonderful woman) and two parts unnerving, if that's possible. Unnerving because I feel like this set of a routine in my mid 20s makes me feel as if we'll be the old couple that sits on the porch by our mid-30s, and the fact that friends don't really enter the picture at all.
I think a lot of it has to do with the wedding. So much focus is on the wedding right now, and to a certain extent rightly so, but then again I don't want us to have blinders on, only thinking about an event 6 months in the future that the present just flies by with no memories to hold on to and look back on with at least a modicum of enjoyment.
On top of all this, I'm starting to catch some flak from my bosses in LA because, get this, I'm TOO GOOD AT MY JOB. This is no joke. I get done so fast, they are dangling a semi-threat over my head that I may lose my status as a full-time employee because I'm too good. I'm not working enough hours to qualify under Clear Channel's Full-time Guidelines. So I'm getting punished for being great at what I do, in essence. So starting in the new year, they are giving me extra work, which is fine, and they are restructuring the pay scale, which they were going to do anyway, and then hopefully things will work out, but they have also advised me that I should slow down and basically "dick around a bit" so that my work times fall back into full-time status. Ridiculous. At least they realize that I'm getting the work done fast but still accurate as well. My accuracy rating is near the top in the company, with the fastest times to boot. And here I thought that would make me the model employee. Guess I should take a hint from "Office Space" and not try hard or something. The only positive out of this whole deal is that I am getting a raise, apparently. Nothing fancy, just about 4% or something.
Ah well, I think this is where I'll stop for now. I realize that I need some other outlet of this stuff sometimes than Heidi, cause Buddha knows she's about tired of hearing it.
Peace, Love, Recycle,
D
I miss a lot of things being here in Georgia. I miss my old friends, my college pals, and of course my family. No one said things would be easy starting a new life, essentially, in a new environment. What makes things even more difficult is my job. Don't get me wrong, I love doing what I do. I can't think of a better vocation for me than to get paid to know music. And since I now live in a house on a golf course and a lake, working from home does have some pretty sweet advantages as far as views go, and of course the whole golf thing. But moving to a city where I only really know maybe 3 people, one of whom I'm living with and marrying in less than 6 months (holy shit), working from home tends to suck as far as supplying a nice social life.
A typical day for me starts around 9:30a, only because I've passed the point of enjoying waking up at noon (that phase ended for me probably after I quit my radio gig in Southern Indiana). So I'll get up and check email (somethings never change - email is one of them) and then settle in with either a large mixing bowl worth of Franken Berry (damn right you're jealous) or whatever leftovers I didn't manage to wolf down the night before. Catch some SportsCenter or play a few games of ESPN NBA 2K5 on the PS2 on my HDTV, then around 1:30 or 2p start working (if you call playing Name That Tune work). With various changes in my work schedule that have occurred, and the fact that Hot AC and Mainstream Hit radio is so generic and redundant, I'm usually finished up with my first batch of work around 4, by which time the better half comes home from her day of putting up with 19 ankle-biters and a senile assistant (she teaches kindergarten). Dinner occurs at some point between 5 and 8:30p, depending on how long it takes for us to agree on something to fix at home or give up and get take out. During this summit meeting, it is guaranteed that Heidi will suggest spaghetti every day, and it is likewise guaranteed that I'll tell her to suck it. Well no, I usually say "you always want that", then she laughs and the cussin' and discussin' continues. Then she heads off to bed, while I have a second batch of work before my night is through. I get done around 1:30a, and depending on what's on tv and my mood, I sack out around 3a.
Now I don't know about you, but for me, having this type of set routine at 25 years old is one part reassuring (stable job, nice house, relaxed work schedule, wonderful woman) and two parts unnerving, if that's possible. Unnerving because I feel like this set of a routine in my mid 20s makes me feel as if we'll be the old couple that sits on the porch by our mid-30s, and the fact that friends don't really enter the picture at all.
I think a lot of it has to do with the wedding. So much focus is on the wedding right now, and to a certain extent rightly so, but then again I don't want us to have blinders on, only thinking about an event 6 months in the future that the present just flies by with no memories to hold on to and look back on with at least a modicum of enjoyment.
On top of all this, I'm starting to catch some flak from my bosses in LA because, get this, I'm TOO GOOD AT MY JOB. This is no joke. I get done so fast, they are dangling a semi-threat over my head that I may lose my status as a full-time employee because I'm too good. I'm not working enough hours to qualify under Clear Channel's Full-time Guidelines. So I'm getting punished for being great at what I do, in essence. So starting in the new year, they are giving me extra work, which is fine, and they are restructuring the pay scale, which they were going to do anyway, and then hopefully things will work out, but they have also advised me that I should slow down and basically "dick around a bit" so that my work times fall back into full-time status. Ridiculous. At least they realize that I'm getting the work done fast but still accurate as well. My accuracy rating is near the top in the company, with the fastest times to boot. And here I thought that would make me the model employee. Guess I should take a hint from "Office Space" and not try hard or something. The only positive out of this whole deal is that I am getting a raise, apparently. Nothing fancy, just about 4% or something.
Ah well, I think this is where I'll stop for now. I realize that I need some other outlet of this stuff sometimes than Heidi, cause Buddha knows she's about tired of hearing it.
Peace, Love, Recycle,
D