Jingle Bells
It is finals week for every one of my friends...except me! Hurrah! They are currently reminding me why I hated school so much. Of course, work will pay for a masters, which is very useful and tempting, even though I'd likely hate every minute of it. Even worse is that there's no accredited aerospace degree within driving distance (My parents believe Boulder is within driving distance. I believe they are on crack). I'd have to do my masters in electrical engineering. I mean, it's even more useful than aero, and I like the things I get to do at work (when they have it, it's primarily EE related). But the classes sound so awful. Ick.
My performance review went fine. Apparently the dead stare I have for most of the afternoon isn't counted against me. Boss is still trying to find me a new job. The whole company is apparently afraid that I am going to up and work for Boeing, and it cracks me up. Went to the new employee conference (the main theme was We're Awesome and Please Don't Work for Boeing!) and gladly let work pay for a super fancy hotel room (Nine pillows on the bed. NINE. Why? How is that possibly necessary?!) in the Grand Hyatt and feed me. I get 130$ back in a paycheck for gas and meals they didn't pay for. This is why I bought two new shirts today. Because I can rationalize like whoa. Also, they were on sale and purple, which makes it better. I bought them while wearing a purple shirt. I wish the Air Force was down with purple colored hair. They let one of my coworkers have shoulder-length hair and another one have an earring, which is more leeway than I expected going into the job, though.
Anyone know anything about meetup.com? Is it useful? Does it have people my age? Went with fequalsmathena to a club/theater thingy in Chicago over Thanksgiving and for the first time in a long time was surrounded by people my age. Since Halloween I guess, when I went with John to the very depressingly small bar area downtown and got yelled at by evangelicals.
Mom is a bit freaked out by the fact that the only social interaction I have with is with guys. No girls. I'm used to it, but I think she always thought that the token girl idea was a joke. I don't know why she thought otherwise, though she did tell me I was in a Man's Field. Maybe she thought Man Fields were exclusively men?
I'm seriously obsessed with Muse's song Take a Bow. Frelling Watchmen trailer. I've listened to it pretty much nonstop. Just that one song. I haven't heard anything else by them since high school.
It was beginning to look a lot like Christmas, but it was in the 60s today, so that ended. It's supposed to snow again Monday, and I hope it snows so much they release us from duty again. That was awesome. I also find it awesome that I am considered non-mission essential personnel and have duties and various other military-sounding stuff attatched to my existence. Less awesome is the worming around under the floor of the antenna operations station moving wires around. It's surprisingly clean, though. I appreciated that. Also appreciated having something to do, even if it was just pulling cable.
Everything I've read about Twilight makes me so very glad that when I was 14, I fixated on Jaina Solo and Jagged Fel. Jaina was a human weapon and Jagged was her equal and they had personalities (Jag got one eventually) and quirks. They had a real, respectful relationship in which the closest thing to stalking was Jag sneaking up on Jaina, and when he did, she threw him into the wall and then took all his money at cards in revenge. He never snuck into her room and watched her sleep every night for weeks. She didn't feel worthless and incomplete (to the point of blank pages!) when they were apart/broke up. Bleh.
I can't decide whether I should finish my Christmas tree, play Super Mario World, or write fanfic. Decisions, decisions.
My performance review went fine. Apparently the dead stare I have for most of the afternoon isn't counted against me. Boss is still trying to find me a new job. The whole company is apparently afraid that I am going to up and work for Boeing, and it cracks me up. Went to the new employee conference (the main theme was We're Awesome and Please Don't Work for Boeing!) and gladly let work pay for a super fancy hotel room (Nine pillows on the bed. NINE. Why? How is that possibly necessary?!) in the Grand Hyatt and feed me. I get 130$ back in a paycheck for gas and meals they didn't pay for. This is why I bought two new shirts today. Because I can rationalize like whoa. Also, they were on sale and purple, which makes it better. I bought them while wearing a purple shirt. I wish the Air Force was down with purple colored hair. They let one of my coworkers have shoulder-length hair and another one have an earring, which is more leeway than I expected going into the job, though.
Anyone know anything about meetup.com? Is it useful? Does it have people my age? Went with fequalsmathena to a club/theater thingy in Chicago over Thanksgiving and for the first time in a long time was surrounded by people my age. Since Halloween I guess, when I went with John to the very depressingly small bar area downtown and got yelled at by evangelicals.
Mom is a bit freaked out by the fact that the only social interaction I have with is with guys. No girls. I'm used to it, but I think she always thought that the token girl idea was a joke. I don't know why she thought otherwise, though she did tell me I was in a Man's Field. Maybe she thought Man Fields were exclusively men?
I'm seriously obsessed with Muse's song Take a Bow. Frelling Watchmen trailer. I've listened to it pretty much nonstop. Just that one song. I haven't heard anything else by them since high school.
It was beginning to look a lot like Christmas, but it was in the 60s today, so that ended. It's supposed to snow again Monday, and I hope it snows so much they release us from duty again. That was awesome. I also find it awesome that I am considered non-mission essential personnel and have duties and various other military-sounding stuff attatched to my existence. Less awesome is the worming around under the floor of the antenna operations station moving wires around. It's surprisingly clean, though. I appreciated that. Also appreciated having something to do, even if it was just pulling cable.
Everything I've read about Twilight makes me so very glad that when I was 14, I fixated on Jaina Solo and Jagged Fel. Jaina was a human weapon and Jagged was her equal and they had personalities (Jag got one eventually) and quirks. They had a real, respectful relationship in which the closest thing to stalking was Jag sneaking up on Jaina, and when he did, she threw him into the wall and then took all his money at cards in revenge. He never snuck into her room and watched her sleep every night for weeks. She didn't feel worthless and incomplete (to the point of blank pages!) when they were apart/broke up. Bleh.
I can't decide whether I should finish my Christmas tree, play Super Mario World, or write fanfic. Decisions, decisions.