"I am amazed and know not what to say" (catch up part III)
So, I promised a real post a while ago. Here it is. Well, what I produce until I get to doing real work that is. My rationale is that it will get me into the writing groove.
Anyway. Work is going really well. I actually got promoted just the other day and starting on Monday I am a supervisor recieving supervisor pay. I am thrilled to death about this. Being one of two upperclassmen in the shop and having two underclassmen supervising me was beginning to be annoying. I have been in the shop for a long time and they both rose to supervisor within a month of coming into the shop. I love them and am not saying thay aren't way more talented than I am but it was still annoying to not be recognised for two years of service to the shop (outside of being dyemaster anyway). Anyway, so it happened I am a supervisor with a key and stuff. Yay!
Classes are going as well as can be expected. I didn't have to drop gender bending with Lisa because, in a rare display of diplomacy Amy, gave me Tuesdays and Thursdays off until the show goes up (this week). I still have to miss three classes but that is far better than not having taken the class. I need to work on forsight with papers though. I'm not doing so hot on the Essay writing portion of my life which is not helping me with my div three heavy schedule. As a result I now have all of the due dates taped to my desk next to a to do list. Hopefully this will help me get stuff done on time.
On top of my normal preoccupations I now have Grad School to think about. It's driving me slowly insane whenever I think about it too long. There are three main factors I have to consider location (U.S., U.K. or Canada), requirements (Will I need to take the English subject GRE? Will I need to speak two dead languages?), Funding (augh!). It's all very overwhelming. Luckily I have a lot of advisors and friendly profs. I should make it through this somehow.
Now, for the thing which I'm certain will garner the most interest. As I'm sure many of you are aware from me complaining about it a lot it's now been five years since I have been in a real romantic relationship. This has weighed on me in a weird way. It sits in the back of my mind to poke me when I'm feeling lonely or rejected. Most of the time I don't think about it but when I'm feeling slightly off is when I call friends and have IM conversation to make me feel more connected. This means I often harp on it unneccessarily. Recently though my tune has changed. I've been talking excitedly about going to Milwaukee, selling my bodily fluids and generally being either annoying or cute depending on your point of view.
I've known Katie for a few years now. We work together at Bristol. This year, though, saw something which was once a passing attraction grow into a real interest on my part. Around weekend seven I began to realise something between us. I have been encouraged by our time at Irishfest with the Makas, our breakfast date when the show didn't open, the time we spent together in the ensuing weeks, and the fact that we talk almost every evening now. I have been trying with all of my little fluffy bunny heart to tell her how I feel for a couple weeks now. This has included plans to send letters and plans to drive to Milwaukee to see her (among other less good ideas). What I'm saying is that I will soon be asking her to go on a date with me. Hopefully I have read the situation correctly and I will once again be able to share a closer relationship with someone who is so wonderful in every way that I smile whenever I think about her. Apparently I get a silly grin on my face after phone conversations with her. More updates to come, encouragement is welcome.
On a related note I want to thank everyone who gave me advice about donating Plasma, aside from being a little uncomfortable waiting for it to happen and spending way too much time waiting for the procedure It was not bad at all. Everyone was really freindly, there was no major discomfort involved and I got $40 at the end of it all. I didn't experience any of the side effects or even feel weak afterward. It took four hours and I got a late start at it which meant I was late for the Twekfast Hour (the Radio show I share with Andy and Scott from 2:00-3:00 on Saturday afternoons). Other than that no ill effects at all. This is related because essentially I sold the plasma so I could afford to go see Katie and buy soap but mostly to see Katie. I need to say something to her soon before the nerves make me do something really stupid.
Now, I haven't given you guys any stories lately. As such a story post will follow with two rewrites of the five dollar bill story and another story written which was not to exceed 250 words. Enjoy them and thanks for all the feedback.
Anyway. Work is going really well. I actually got promoted just the other day and starting on Monday I am a supervisor recieving supervisor pay. I am thrilled to death about this. Being one of two upperclassmen in the shop and having two underclassmen supervising me was beginning to be annoying. I have been in the shop for a long time and they both rose to supervisor within a month of coming into the shop. I love them and am not saying thay aren't way more talented than I am but it was still annoying to not be recognised for two years of service to the shop (outside of being dyemaster anyway). Anyway, so it happened I am a supervisor with a key and stuff. Yay!
Classes are going as well as can be expected. I didn't have to drop gender bending with Lisa because, in a rare display of diplomacy Amy, gave me Tuesdays and Thursdays off until the show goes up (this week). I still have to miss three classes but that is far better than not having taken the class. I need to work on forsight with papers though. I'm not doing so hot on the Essay writing portion of my life which is not helping me with my div three heavy schedule. As a result I now have all of the due dates taped to my desk next to a to do list. Hopefully this will help me get stuff done on time.
On top of my normal preoccupations I now have Grad School to think about. It's driving me slowly insane whenever I think about it too long. There are three main factors I have to consider location (U.S., U.K. or Canada), requirements (Will I need to take the English subject GRE? Will I need to speak two dead languages?), Funding (augh!). It's all very overwhelming. Luckily I have a lot of advisors and friendly profs. I should make it through this somehow.
Now, for the thing which I'm certain will garner the most interest. As I'm sure many of you are aware from me complaining about it a lot it's now been five years since I have been in a real romantic relationship. This has weighed on me in a weird way. It sits in the back of my mind to poke me when I'm feeling lonely or rejected. Most of the time I don't think about it but when I'm feeling slightly off is when I call friends and have IM conversation to make me feel more connected. This means I often harp on it unneccessarily. Recently though my tune has changed. I've been talking excitedly about going to Milwaukee, selling my bodily fluids and generally being either annoying or cute depending on your point of view.
I've known Katie for a few years now. We work together at Bristol. This year, though, saw something which was once a passing attraction grow into a real interest on my part. Around weekend seven I began to realise something between us. I have been encouraged by our time at Irishfest with the Makas, our breakfast date when the show didn't open, the time we spent together in the ensuing weeks, and the fact that we talk almost every evening now. I have been trying with all of my little fluffy bunny heart to tell her how I feel for a couple weeks now. This has included plans to send letters and plans to drive to Milwaukee to see her (among other less good ideas). What I'm saying is that I will soon be asking her to go on a date with me. Hopefully I have read the situation correctly and I will once again be able to share a closer relationship with someone who is so wonderful in every way that I smile whenever I think about her. Apparently I get a silly grin on my face after phone conversations with her. More updates to come, encouragement is welcome.
On a related note I want to thank everyone who gave me advice about donating Plasma, aside from being a little uncomfortable waiting for it to happen and spending way too much time waiting for the procedure It was not bad at all. Everyone was really freindly, there was no major discomfort involved and I got $40 at the end of it all. I didn't experience any of the side effects or even feel weak afterward. It took four hours and I got a late start at it which meant I was late for the Twekfast Hour (the Radio show I share with Andy and Scott from 2:00-3:00 on Saturday afternoons). Other than that no ill effects at all. This is related because essentially I sold the plasma so I could afford to go see Katie and buy soap but mostly to see Katie. I need to say something to her soon before the nerves make me do something really stupid.
Now, I haven't given you guys any stories lately. As such a story post will follow with two rewrites of the five dollar bill story and another story written which was not to exceed 250 words. Enjoy them and thanks for all the feedback.