Noise time.
Know what I hate? the moments when I have a spur of the moment idea, but either forget them or get stuck with how to lay them out. Mostly things like discussion topics that come to me at a whim, and leave as quickly.
My memory is a funny thing, I tend to store finer details rather than the scope of a broader picture. I'm bad for recalling fragments but being unable to place the time-frame of when things happen. Maybe my mind has never quite been properly in sync with my body, maybe things don't stick unless they stand out to me or I drill them enough. yes, I'm very bad with names to faces, but names to cars, well that's a very long mental list.
But looping drivel aside lets break down what has happened since last I decided to loop some drivel.
Home life; Spent a week out of my apartment while the real-estate managers had painters through to refresh the walls, it's lost it's 60's browns and yellows in favor of inoffensive cream tones, the lighting in my home is inconsistent thanks to various wattage globes used and the angles said lights hit the walls and other things. I spent the first couple of days back trying to air-out the house as much as possible, the scent of paint still lingers around. A side-effect of this work being done is the fact that my old bed was disposed of ( it was a rather long in the tooth truth be told ) but I'm currently waiting for the new one so for now, I'm literally sleeping on a swag on the floor. it's not bad all things told, if it were a touch more soft it'd almost be like the Japanese style futon. I'm a little concerned that come new bed time, I'll find it too soft! though I'm no stranger to couch surfing and while my height equals cramps trying to sleep on a back-seat of a car, I actually rested well curled up and covered.
The coldness is playing havoc with me, as it does every winter. I'm pretty resilient to colds but there's always that 'feels like ones coming on' between my nose playing up or right now I have a bit of a dry throat. I take no pleasure from 3 degree mornings and remain thankful that it doesn't (normally) snow in this city. it's catch-22, strong cloud cover traps in some of the days warmth leaving to a milder night, yet a good days clear sky is wasted by a the exposure of a clear night. I merely fire up my little fan-heater and wait for summer.
Work stuff; Well aside from the recent big stock-take going through ok, no scary discrepancies, it's been mostly business as usual with my role. Sign my initials more times than I care to count, get warned to be careful about spending too long on break ( when the boss herself comes back an easy 10-30mins late from smoko and lunch ) and the co-worker who is a bit of a hardass taking 3 weeks off, there isn't too much to complain about I suppose. I can't say I feel a strong satisfaction with my job and between office politics and asinine OHS stuff it's a wonder how the place doesn't just fall apart under itself. Management on the whole seem, shall we say, misguided, but what bothers me the most is feeling out of place. one of my co-workers is a good friend but we can't engage in light conversation while at task because 'it's a distraction to a job at hand' cue roar of laughter from the next room over. So aside from subtle lines or job related stuff 'where's this kept, can you take care of this' etc, we don't really communicate, did I mention there's no Internet connectivity, and thanks to the secure nature of the place, I can't have my mobile on me either. I understand the reasoning but to me, dropping offline is like having a stroke and a lobotomy at the same time. Call me addicted if you want but being unable to look something up on the fly bugs me.
The work itself isn't exactly hard but really, it's not quite what I was expecting from the job. I came from order picking, I was under the impression that it would make up most of my day at this position but really I'm a replacement for the last guy, in charge of signing off orders and loading trucks / vans etc. I get some face-time with the security guards but only really loosen up around about half of them, the other half it's no better than around my desk, nose down, do the job, get on with it blah blah blah. I'm not mad, I'm just... well, bored!
Furry world; I'm so out of touch that I seldom even make the time to do things like go to meets or catch up with other furs online. A couple I keep in contact with, and I to pop up here and there, but I'm only getting a bar of signal, workable, but not brilliant. Don't even know when I was last on the perth fur forums to be honest, and while I am on the FB group, I don't check in often at all. much like twitter I interject on occasion but tend to just watch things happen and leave it at that. Haven't been on SL properly in ages either, old faces remember me but I could just about step in anew.
So aside from a tibbit like 'Going to go an see X-Men, Days of Future Past tonight' and 'scored a steel palm-rest for my computer desk, no more trimming cutting circulation off at my wrists from the worn chip-board wood' there isn't much really going on. Aside from Sword Art Online, I haven't been looking at / keeping up with any anime, I've re-watched a couple of classic movies and still tend to avoid TV series ( MLP and Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D are between seasons, and I'm waiting on Legend of Korra S3 at the moment ) so that leaves games as a source of amusment. I randomly touch some Euro Truck Simulator if things are quiet, Haven't had any strong desire to play Forza, though I have done a couple of joke head-to-head short episode, things, it's on youtube under my G+ account, or just look up 'Forza Versus' theres three episodes with a fourth scripted, I just need to not be lazy and film / assemble it.
So what should I leave today. hrm. How about 'If you could be turned into your fursona, would you? Extra difficulty, it's legal, easy but not reversable, and there is a strong public stigma against it from 'fleshies', You could still live and work normally, but you might happen upon people who consider your form to be an abomination / to react with either disgust or scorn, others don't care, others admire. Would you still go ahead?
Me? yeah. if it doesn't affect my ability to drive, screw the haters, if I'm going to be an odd one out wherever I go, I may as well stand and laugh it up over a good steak ^.^ the negativity might hurt but at least you know where that person stands, if thats the way they are, so be it. Not going to force them to change their opinion.
My memory is a funny thing, I tend to store finer details rather than the scope of a broader picture. I'm bad for recalling fragments but being unable to place the time-frame of when things happen. Maybe my mind has never quite been properly in sync with my body, maybe things don't stick unless they stand out to me or I drill them enough. yes, I'm very bad with names to faces, but names to cars, well that's a very long mental list.
But looping drivel aside lets break down what has happened since last I decided to loop some drivel.
Home life; Spent a week out of my apartment while the real-estate managers had painters through to refresh the walls, it's lost it's 60's browns and yellows in favor of inoffensive cream tones, the lighting in my home is inconsistent thanks to various wattage globes used and the angles said lights hit the walls and other things. I spent the first couple of days back trying to air-out the house as much as possible, the scent of paint still lingers around. A side-effect of this work being done is the fact that my old bed was disposed of ( it was a rather long in the tooth truth be told ) but I'm currently waiting for the new one so for now, I'm literally sleeping on a swag on the floor. it's not bad all things told, if it were a touch more soft it'd almost be like the Japanese style futon. I'm a little concerned that come new bed time, I'll find it too soft! though I'm no stranger to couch surfing and while my height equals cramps trying to sleep on a back-seat of a car, I actually rested well curled up and covered.
The coldness is playing havoc with me, as it does every winter. I'm pretty resilient to colds but there's always that 'feels like ones coming on' between my nose playing up or right now I have a bit of a dry throat. I take no pleasure from 3 degree mornings and remain thankful that it doesn't (normally) snow in this city. it's catch-22, strong cloud cover traps in some of the days warmth leaving to a milder night, yet a good days clear sky is wasted by a the exposure of a clear night. I merely fire up my little fan-heater and wait for summer.
Work stuff; Well aside from the recent big stock-take going through ok, no scary discrepancies, it's been mostly business as usual with my role. Sign my initials more times than I care to count, get warned to be careful about spending too long on break ( when the boss herself comes back an easy 10-30mins late from smoko and lunch ) and the co-worker who is a bit of a hardass taking 3 weeks off, there isn't too much to complain about I suppose. I can't say I feel a strong satisfaction with my job and between office politics and asinine OHS stuff it's a wonder how the place doesn't just fall apart under itself. Management on the whole seem, shall we say, misguided, but what bothers me the most is feeling out of place. one of my co-workers is a good friend but we can't engage in light conversation while at task because 'it's a distraction to a job at hand' cue roar of laughter from the next room over. So aside from subtle lines or job related stuff 'where's this kept, can you take care of this' etc, we don't really communicate, did I mention there's no Internet connectivity, and thanks to the secure nature of the place, I can't have my mobile on me either. I understand the reasoning but to me, dropping offline is like having a stroke and a lobotomy at the same time. Call me addicted if you want but being unable to look something up on the fly bugs me.
The work itself isn't exactly hard but really, it's not quite what I was expecting from the job. I came from order picking, I was under the impression that it would make up most of my day at this position but really I'm a replacement for the last guy, in charge of signing off orders and loading trucks / vans etc. I get some face-time with the security guards but only really loosen up around about half of them, the other half it's no better than around my desk, nose down, do the job, get on with it blah blah blah. I'm not mad, I'm just... well, bored!
Furry world; I'm so out of touch that I seldom even make the time to do things like go to meets or catch up with other furs online. A couple I keep in contact with, and I to pop up here and there, but I'm only getting a bar of signal, workable, but not brilliant. Don't even know when I was last on the perth fur forums to be honest, and while I am on the FB group, I don't check in often at all. much like twitter I interject on occasion but tend to just watch things happen and leave it at that. Haven't been on SL properly in ages either, old faces remember me but I could just about step in anew.
So aside from a tibbit like 'Going to go an see X-Men, Days of Future Past tonight' and 'scored a steel palm-rest for my computer desk, no more trimming cutting circulation off at my wrists from the worn chip-board wood' there isn't much really going on. Aside from Sword Art Online, I haven't been looking at / keeping up with any anime, I've re-watched a couple of classic movies and still tend to avoid TV series ( MLP and Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D are between seasons, and I'm waiting on Legend of Korra S3 at the moment ) so that leaves games as a source of amusment. I randomly touch some Euro Truck Simulator if things are quiet, Haven't had any strong desire to play Forza, though I have done a couple of joke head-to-head short episode, things, it's on youtube under my G+ account, or just look up 'Forza Versus' theres three episodes with a fourth scripted, I just need to not be lazy and film / assemble it.
So what should I leave today. hrm. How about 'If you could be turned into your fursona, would you? Extra difficulty, it's legal, easy but not reversable, and there is a strong public stigma against it from 'fleshies', You could still live and work normally, but you might happen upon people who consider your form to be an abomination / to react with either disgust or scorn, others don't care, others admire. Would you still go ahead?
Me? yeah. if it doesn't affect my ability to drive, screw the haters, if I'm going to be an odd one out wherever I go, I may as well stand and laugh it up over a good steak ^.^ the negativity might hurt but at least you know where that person stands, if thats the way they are, so be it. Not going to force them to change their opinion.