Update-y Things
Perhaps I should stop perusing web sites about Cincinnati and looking at Craigslist apartment postings and, say, finish my CV so I can send it off to the guy who would have to actually offer me an interview in order to actually get a job in Cincinnati and require said research. Sigh.
It's exciting, though, isn't it? There's an actual whiff of possibility in the air. Mustn't get my hopes up, though.
Guess what? I get to work overtime if I want! (This is a good thing). I told Bossman that I'd accidentally worked too many hours early in the week and would have to leave early on Friday. He eventually said to work as much as I want and to "make hay while the sun shines." He's even going to get me a key made on Monday so I can stay late, like I've been wanting to do. Plus, he okayed me working from home, so I'm going to do that today after I finish my CV. I really want to finish programming this entry form, and he certainly wants it done ASAP. I've never made overtime pay before! I could get used to it.
Thursday night I hit the comedy club and actually managed to use 9 of the 10 free tickets I had (softball teams are excellent for that kind of thing). The local comics were okay (the girl was especially good, and it was her first time!). The feature comic was quite funny. It wasn't that his material was especially groundbreaking, but his delivery was fantastic. He really had the body language and timing for this profession.
The headliner was completely and totally dreadful. Just awful. He started off with homophobia. Way to know your audience there, pal. This is MADISON. Are you new?! Just completely offensive and unfunny. You could tell he mentally tossed his whole show when he saw how things were going, but he just had no back-up. He wandered around the stage randomly calling on people in the audience and questioning them on their sexual practices. Blech. We actually walked out, and I've never done that before. I have to wonder if he spent all day Friday frantically re-writing, or just decided to write off Madison and bomb the next two nights anyway.
We had fun, though. Some of us went for ice cream afterward and sat around dissecting the performances in a very grad-student way. It was nice to be out and social, but weird to mix softball and non-softball friends. I hope to keep in touch with softball people after the season ends, though.
I had my last game Friday night (there's one more for the team this week, but I won't be there). We lost as spectacularly as usual (I think the score was somewhere in the neighborhood of 35-2). I got a good hit my first time up, which was promptly caught by short center. Second time up I completely choked. I was so focused on getting on base on my last time up in my last game that I blew it. I knew even as I swung that I wasn't going to connect and was already chiding myself. I hate that.
Shockingly enough, I managed to get up to bat again. And got on base! By the skin of my teeth, but I beat the throw from the shortstop. I got to second, and then third base on succeeding batters, but the last one up got out and we were done.
Still, I'd rather go out on somewhat of a high, and I did, so yay for me. We met at the Terrace for drinks afterward, and I actually drove home and biked over so I could participate in the drinking (although in the end, I only had one drink). This was the first time I'd biked anywhere in probably seven years. I was actually nervous! But I made it there and back, so yay for me again. My butt hurts, though!
Saturday was a lovely picnic was friends from the Inferno. Gorgeous day as long as you're in the shade! I made Snickers salad and everyone raved over it. Am clearly genius in the kitchen.
Saturday night was a party, and today is working at the lab and then Inferno in the evening. I continue to embrace in my busy-ness in my quest to worry less about The Future and live for Today.
It's exciting, though, isn't it? There's an actual whiff of possibility in the air. Mustn't get my hopes up, though.
Guess what? I get to work overtime if I want! (This is a good thing). I told Bossman that I'd accidentally worked too many hours early in the week and would have to leave early on Friday. He eventually said to work as much as I want and to "make hay while the sun shines." He's even going to get me a key made on Monday so I can stay late, like I've been wanting to do. Plus, he okayed me working from home, so I'm going to do that today after I finish my CV. I really want to finish programming this entry form, and he certainly wants it done ASAP. I've never made overtime pay before! I could get used to it.
Thursday night I hit the comedy club and actually managed to use 9 of the 10 free tickets I had (softball teams are excellent for that kind of thing). The local comics were okay (the girl was especially good, and it was her first time!). The feature comic was quite funny. It wasn't that his material was especially groundbreaking, but his delivery was fantastic. He really had the body language and timing for this profession.
The headliner was completely and totally dreadful. Just awful. He started off with homophobia. Way to know your audience there, pal. This is MADISON. Are you new?! Just completely offensive and unfunny. You could tell he mentally tossed his whole show when he saw how things were going, but he just had no back-up. He wandered around the stage randomly calling on people in the audience and questioning them on their sexual practices. Blech. We actually walked out, and I've never done that before. I have to wonder if he spent all day Friday frantically re-writing, or just decided to write off Madison and bomb the next two nights anyway.
We had fun, though. Some of us went for ice cream afterward and sat around dissecting the performances in a very grad-student way. It was nice to be out and social, but weird to mix softball and non-softball friends. I hope to keep in touch with softball people after the season ends, though.
I had my last game Friday night (there's one more for the team this week, but I won't be there). We lost as spectacularly as usual (I think the score was somewhere in the neighborhood of 35-2). I got a good hit my first time up, which was promptly caught by short center. Second time up I completely choked. I was so focused on getting on base on my last time up in my last game that I blew it. I knew even as I swung that I wasn't going to connect and was already chiding myself. I hate that.
Shockingly enough, I managed to get up to bat again. And got on base! By the skin of my teeth, but I beat the throw from the shortstop. I got to second, and then third base on succeeding batters, but the last one up got out and we were done.
Still, I'd rather go out on somewhat of a high, and I did, so yay for me. We met at the Terrace for drinks afterward, and I actually drove home and biked over so I could participate in the drinking (although in the end, I only had one drink). This was the first time I'd biked anywhere in probably seven years. I was actually nervous! But I made it there and back, so yay for me again. My butt hurts, though!
Saturday was a lovely picnic was friends from the Inferno. Gorgeous day as long as you're in the shade! I made Snickers salad and everyone raved over it. Am clearly genius in the kitchen.
Saturday night was a party, and today is working at the lab and then Inferno in the evening. I continue to embrace in my busy-ness in my quest to worry less about The Future and live for Today.