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Okay, okay, so I fail epically at maintaining interest in writing about myself. I've actually been pretty overwhelmed by all the stuff that's been going on.
Ironically since my last post, I was hit by an SUV, and somehow managed to buy a second moped and not consider myself batshit crazy. I mean, if I'm going to get myself killed, I might as well have fun doing it, right? Plus it's much more fulfilling than developing a debilitating addiction to crack cocaine.
My gang, The Prophets of Doom [oh yes, we take ourselves sooooo seriously...], survived our first rally. Barely. It was hosted in Louisville, Kentucky by the illustrious Bourbon Bandits. Despite the fact that both of my mopeds were dead for the majority of the trip, I had a great time, met a lot of great people, and was thoroughly stoked to finally visit Kentucky [and see Indiana from across the river!]. Next up is the Hell's Satans' rally at the end of June, and maybe some forays up to Pittsburgh or Philly to ride with those cats.
My professional life has been pretty disappointing. I feel like my role at work is pretty irrelevant, and I know I'll be out of here within a year. I was already given an "official written final warning" about "un-excused lateness," which is crap because a) everyone here shows up late, and b) since my old supervisor left, my new supervisors have done pretty much everything to keep me out of the loop. So, if I can get my work done at noon instead of coming in early for no reason, I don't see the problem. I am the only arts technician in an organization full of corporate suit-types, and no one really has the chutzpah to say what's really on their minds. I mean, I'm pretty well-acquainted with passive-aggressive tendencies, but this place is ridiculous...
Reenacting has kind of taken a back-burner for the moment. With car repair, and various fines and fees popping up every couple of weeks, it's hard to get back in that mindset of attending events. Plus, there's been a bad case of The Drama going around the reenacting community, and I'm trying to keep my head down until it starts being fun again. Miss all the people, though, so that's been kind of rough, but I need to get my personal life together before I can start rocking out with the hobby again.
Hm. Really that's about it. I mean, it's been a good couple of months since I've put down anything serious here, so sure, I'm leaving out the sordid details of the various bouts of carousing I've done with the friends, and my occasional sordid flirtations and flings, but really, who wants to hear about that?
Ironically since my last post, I was hit by an SUV, and somehow managed to buy a second moped and not consider myself batshit crazy. I mean, if I'm going to get myself killed, I might as well have fun doing it, right? Plus it's much more fulfilling than developing a debilitating addiction to crack cocaine.
My gang, The Prophets of Doom [oh yes, we take ourselves sooooo seriously...], survived our first rally. Barely. It was hosted in Louisville, Kentucky by the illustrious Bourbon Bandits. Despite the fact that both of my mopeds were dead for the majority of the trip, I had a great time, met a lot of great people, and was thoroughly stoked to finally visit Kentucky [and see Indiana from across the river!]. Next up is the Hell's Satans' rally at the end of June, and maybe some forays up to Pittsburgh or Philly to ride with those cats.
My professional life has been pretty disappointing. I feel like my role at work is pretty irrelevant, and I know I'll be out of here within a year. I was already given an "official written final warning" about "un-excused lateness," which is crap because a) everyone here shows up late, and b) since my old supervisor left, my new supervisors have done pretty much everything to keep me out of the loop. So, if I can get my work done at noon instead of coming in early for no reason, I don't see the problem. I am the only arts technician in an organization full of corporate suit-types, and no one really has the chutzpah to say what's really on their minds. I mean, I'm pretty well-acquainted with passive-aggressive tendencies, but this place is ridiculous...
Reenacting has kind of taken a back-burner for the moment. With car repair, and various fines and fees popping up every couple of weeks, it's hard to get back in that mindset of attending events. Plus, there's been a bad case of The Drama going around the reenacting community, and I'm trying to keep my head down until it starts being fun again. Miss all the people, though, so that's been kind of rough, but I need to get my personal life together before I can start rocking out with the hobby again.
Hm. Really that's about it. I mean, it's been a good couple of months since I've put down anything serious here, so sure, I'm leaving out the sordid details of the various bouts of carousing I've done with the friends, and my occasional sordid flirtations and flings, but really, who wants to hear about that?