Long, because I'm updating an entire weekend's worth of stuff
Kelsey: What have you done today?
James: met with the mover, sent an email to the other mover, talked to my mom about a job lead. northrop grumman is hiring in this area, but nothing that I'm qualified for. there are a couple of things I'm qualified for elsewhere, though
Kelsey: What jobs? Where?
James: electrical engineering jobs - signal processing, I believe, and in california
Kelsey: Well I'll follow you anywhere, except maybe southern California
James: heh
Kelsey: So keep that in mind
James: so I can take a job there until you graduate :-P
Kelsey: Well I mean. I said maybe. What I would probably do in Southern California is go for a master's in history, not education. And pursue a collegiate career rather than one in the public sector. I'd probably do that in northern california, too
James: :-) a space engineer and a history prof. gonna be some damn smart kids
Kelsey: Hell yeah they are. They'll be all like, "Shit, the radioactive dating on this arrowhead proves conclusively that the Salutrean hypothesis is FACT, bitches." We will not stop them from swearing in professional contexts, apparently
James: hahaha and then they'll be like, "Dude, the delta-v on that new ion rocket is sick, yo!"
I'm seriously concerned about my mom's laptop, so I'm on her laptop, so I'm catching up on internet things I can't do on my phone. I can technically update livejournal on my phone, but it's just not as much fun. I like being able to use ten fingers to type rather than one.
I think she has some kind of adware or something, because the issues started when she started getting an unusual amount of ads on facebook. We turned up the adblocker power. Now I can read my news feed, but if I click any links, to look at Simply Beautiful, or even my own profile, facebook won't show any data. And there's still an unusual number of ads in the facebook feed.
I'm trying to think if there was anything over the weekend worth mentioning. Hmm. I worked an eleven hour shift on Friday -- basically an 8-4 with a one-hour break. Then, when I was about to leave, Larry the GM caught me ten feet from the door and asked if I would be willing to work 6-10 as well. I was kind of pissed off about it, since I hadn't showered and I had already worked a full shift, but James is leaving me and I'm helping him move, so I could use the extra cash.
I also got my disbursement check, which went towards paying off my credit card and then into my savings for my summer tuition. The teller who deposited the check turned out to be a Mason student, so it was really cool to talk with the teller about something other than bank stuff. We bitched about the bookstore and discussed buying textbooks online.
I can look at photo albums! That's different. There are lots of ads on the comment bar, though. But I can scroll through the comments of a popular picture! That's better than two days ago.
The talk of the paint department is no longer our lack of a supervisor. It's what happened on Saturday. Patrick had been scheduled, but he asked for the day off, so Jon came in to work his shift. Erich was working. Erich hates Patrick. So when he found out that Jon was doing this for Patrick, he whined, "Patrick gets everything he wants!" So Jon went completely off the handle and yelled at Erich, telling him that he was a worthless piece of shit. I feel bad for Erich, but at the same time, I can't stand the shiftless grouser. It's very conflicting.
As long as I'm looking at photos:
I painted Sonny's tank and put in a new thing! I don't think he likes the new thing. Maybe I didn't raise him right and now he hates climbing things. Well, it looks better with the thing in there so I'm keeping it in there. Maybe he'll learn to love it in time. Or maybe he's so humiliated by his attempt to jump that he'll just ignore it FOREVER.
This was all inspired by the fact that Slinky is coming over to stay TOMORROW. Gasp! The paint job was necessary, so Sonny won't be able to see Slinky from his normal basking spot. Although now I can't see Sonny from my bed or computer. Sigh.
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