General
To get this thing going again, I'm going to start with a list of a few things that are current likes and dislikes, so people can know where I stand on the important issues.
Disikes! BOO!
The Current Job Market in Oregon
Empty Bottles of Cherry Coke
The Fact That My Computer Wont Hook Up To The Internet So I Can't Use It
Mildew and Soap Scum
Likes! YAAAAAYAYAYAYAAYYAAAAAAAAA!!!! *explodes*
Burritos
Imaginative Homosexual Pornography
Being on my Normal Sleep Schedule
Partially-frozen Iced Tea
To sum up, I hate being jobless, the fact that I don't have Cherry Coke or Interwebs, and scuzzy rooms in my house that require some sort of upkeep, and I love Burritos, people rubbin' up on one another, sleeping in, and drinking sweet tea.
I've been out of a job since Mid-December. The Home Depot decided that they'd rather have me quit instead of giving me two weeks off to go see family, a week of which I had in paid vacation time. When I turned in my two week noticed, the let me go on the spot, but told me that when they were hiring again that they'd love to hire me and that I'd still have re-hire status with other Home Depots.
Fast foward to about a week or so ago, when Home Depot was hiring at the store I used to work. I walked in, everyone was extremely happy to see me, including the HR guy. He seemed ecstatic that I wanted to reapply for a job there. What's more, they were paying on a higher pay scale (I have a year and a half Home Depot experience) and I would've been working in the Dept. I wanted to all along, which was paint. I gave them a call the next day, and then another call a few days later, at which point the HR person told me that he talked to Management and that they didn't want to give me an interview. The Store Manager flat-out lied to me, without hesitation. Not just a lie-by-omission or a partial lie; it was a full-out, serious, to my face lie about my employment, which is pretty shitty. Also see: Crummy. I got an email from Radio Shack yesterday however, and so I suppose I'll just go and get a job there.
The plus side to all of this is that I've gotten to spend a lot more time at home. We now have not just altars for individuals, but an actual group house altar now, which is nice. I hung my staff on the wall right behind it which makes me grin every time I see it. Some boxes of books were moved to shelves and the entry-way in my house has gotten cleaned up. We only have a couple more boxes to unpack now, after moving from one place in Beaverton to another (which was in August. A few boxes left, and we moved in 6 months ago. Rock.) I've also been toying around with my incence crafting here and there, and have been pleased with a lot of the results.
Also along the same lines, I achieved my 1st Degree in Alexandrian Witchcraft a couple weekends ago along with my High-Priestess who was elevated to her 2nd degree, and another covener who was also elevated to 2nd. I'm extremely happy for all parties involved ;-). I am now officially an initiated priest of my religion, and it feels really fucking good.
Joe's been working with only about 80 million dealines lately. Working, stressing, working, stressing seems to be the pattern around these parts. Money's been pretty tight the past couple of months, but that will be remedied soon. The one thing I did pick up is that I have a friend, who is a bigger guy, who gets extremely knotted up in his shoulders and back, but didn't feel comfortable going to an actual massuse due to some body issues. I'd given him massages before, and he liked what I did and was comfortable with me, so I've taken to giving him massages weekly/bi-weekly for a little extra side cash, which is nice. I joked with myself a little, saying "Isn't this how male prostitution starts?" but I digress. If I can help a friend out by lubing his body and rubbing him down, who's to say I shouldn't? And besides, it's not like getting naked with friends has ever required money before.
So, now that I've pretty much said I'm ridiculously easy, I think I'm going to end it there for now. There'll be more, but not all at once. I don't want to hurt your metaphoric brain intake. That and I'm ridiculously hungry. I'm a one man marching burrito band.
-Lugus
Disikes! BOO!
The Current Job Market in Oregon
Empty Bottles of Cherry Coke
The Fact That My Computer Wont Hook Up To The Internet So I Can't Use It
Mildew and Soap Scum
Likes! YAAAAAYAYAYAYAAYYAAAAAAAAA!!!! *explodes*
Burritos
Imaginative Homosexual Pornography
Being on my Normal Sleep Schedule
Partially-frozen Iced Tea
To sum up, I hate being jobless, the fact that I don't have Cherry Coke or Interwebs, and scuzzy rooms in my house that require some sort of upkeep, and I love Burritos, people rubbin' up on one another, sleeping in, and drinking sweet tea.
I've been out of a job since Mid-December. The Home Depot decided that they'd rather have me quit instead of giving me two weeks off to go see family, a week of which I had in paid vacation time. When I turned in my two week noticed, the let me go on the spot, but told me that when they were hiring again that they'd love to hire me and that I'd still have re-hire status with other Home Depots.
Fast foward to about a week or so ago, when Home Depot was hiring at the store I used to work. I walked in, everyone was extremely happy to see me, including the HR guy. He seemed ecstatic that I wanted to reapply for a job there. What's more, they were paying on a higher pay scale (I have a year and a half Home Depot experience) and I would've been working in the Dept. I wanted to all along, which was paint. I gave them a call the next day, and then another call a few days later, at which point the HR person told me that he talked to Management and that they didn't want to give me an interview. The Store Manager flat-out lied to me, without hesitation. Not just a lie-by-omission or a partial lie; it was a full-out, serious, to my face lie about my employment, which is pretty shitty. Also see: Crummy. I got an email from Radio Shack yesterday however, and so I suppose I'll just go and get a job there.
The plus side to all of this is that I've gotten to spend a lot more time at home. We now have not just altars for individuals, but an actual group house altar now, which is nice. I hung my staff on the wall right behind it which makes me grin every time I see it. Some boxes of books were moved to shelves and the entry-way in my house has gotten cleaned up. We only have a couple more boxes to unpack now, after moving from one place in Beaverton to another (which was in August. A few boxes left, and we moved in 6 months ago. Rock.) I've also been toying around with my incence crafting here and there, and have been pleased with a lot of the results.
Also along the same lines, I achieved my 1st Degree in Alexandrian Witchcraft a couple weekends ago along with my High-Priestess who was elevated to her 2nd degree, and another covener who was also elevated to 2nd. I'm extremely happy for all parties involved ;-). I am now officially an initiated priest of my religion, and it feels really fucking good.
Joe's been working with only about 80 million dealines lately. Working, stressing, working, stressing seems to be the pattern around these parts. Money's been pretty tight the past couple of months, but that will be remedied soon. The one thing I did pick up is that I have a friend, who is a bigger guy, who gets extremely knotted up in his shoulders and back, but didn't feel comfortable going to an actual massuse due to some body issues. I'd given him massages before, and he liked what I did and was comfortable with me, so I've taken to giving him massages weekly/bi-weekly for a little extra side cash, which is nice. I joked with myself a little, saying "Isn't this how male prostitution starts?" but I digress. If I can help a friend out by lubing his body and rubbing him down, who's to say I shouldn't? And besides, it's not like getting naked with friends has ever required money before.
So, now that I've pretty much said I'm ridiculously easy, I think I'm going to end it there for now. There'll be more, but not all at once. I don't want to hurt your metaphoric brain intake. That and I'm ridiculously hungry. I'm a one man marching burrito band.
-Lugus