Sleep deprivation for the win
Huh. I haven't updated for a while.
You'd think that indicate that I was off leading a busy, exciting life that I didn't have time to chronicle on-line, but ... nope, not so much. In all honesty, I've been putting this off, 'cause I owe Julia recap, and writing a bunch of entries on my DJ only to get back comments that are all, "Recap, recap!" always make me feel guilty. (And besides, I get enough of those sort of comments on my MySpace, thanks.)
Life is going well though, for me. I can't complain. Well, I could, but that'd be slightly ... persnickety of me. So ... I won't. Or, well, I'll try not to.
The school, school part of school is out now. Er. Have I explained the ste up my school has before in here; I can't remember ... In any case, part of the cool thing about it, is since we follow the college schedule, we, you know, get out as early as the college kids. Only, you know, it's somewhat, oh ... illegal, for us to be out of school that early, so they've set up this thing where we get internships for the remaining few weeks, until we've been in "school" for the state-required amount of days. Mine is internnng for the town hall, which is boring. Interesting, too. But, sill. Boring.
Not that I hold the boring against it, mind you. In all honesty, I *like* boring, personally, but when you're a teen intern working for the local government, you get a lot of "Exciting enough for you?"s, and at some point it's better to just agree than try to explain that you really don't mind. I actually don't think it'd be so bad, except for the fact that our town's currently going through a budget (what's a nice word for crisis?) issue -- it got voted down again last night, which means the Red Shirts are going to go to the town meeting tonight and try to force a straight up vote on the matter without going through the town voters a third time. 'Cause, 'kay see, right now, the Red Shirts are well, hang on, let me see if I can find that article about them ... aw, it's not up there anymore, but, well, if you read this you can kinda get a feel of what's happening. The Red Shirts are very pro-education (... and apparently, according to that article being lead by the father of a friend of mine's. Huh, go figure.) and are worried about that state of the Board of Educations budget, and want to try to get it passed without it being cut some more, so there's like a hundred or so of 'em, who'll show up to meetings wearing - duh - red shirts, where the cause a fuss, and fight for education, and basically relive their golden hippy days and stuff. It'd be kind of fun to read about, actually - what with all the sneaky votings and color cooridnated troublemakers - except for the fact that now I have to work for the town, so now, I, too, have to deal with the budget stress. And because of that stress, no one around here really has time to show me how to do anything.
Thankfully, I've kind of become the pet of the Finance Department, so I'm not just sitting around too me. They - the two secretary-ish women who seem to pretty much run Finace given that the boss guy, Nick, is never in - let me hang out in here, doing grunt work (I spent an entire day shredding old files for them once) for them, and occasionally they give me food, and let me use the computer (such as now). So, that's pretty sweet. Occasionally, one fo the other departments will call for me though - I've worked for Clerks, Zoning & Planning, the Recreation Deparmtnet and the First Selectmen, himself, once when one of his secretaries was out sick. Oh, and then there was that one day they had me messing around with the town web-site, to see what I could do with it; check out the calendar , that's all me (okay, so I may have overboard, putting in events all the way into October, but, seriously, I was bored folks)!
So, you know, that's not too bad. I'm looking forward to the 12th, when it's over though, 'cause I've already put myself in a summer state of mind, and am staying up faaaaaaar later than I should be so I could use the opportunity to sleep in. 'Cause the way I've been getting by on four-ish hours of late can't be healthy. Actually, I'm sure it isn't, I *know* it's been making me act sillyier, than usual, of late -- I mean, god, I seriously spent, like, five minutes the other day in Kohl's pondering whether or not I should buy this underwear soley because it said "Supergirl" on it and the thought made me laugh, 'cause, you know, of the underwear topic we've got going in RPF now. Then I realized how utterly stupid that was, and I didn't, but still. I think if I had had a proper amount of sleep I wouldn't have wasted my time thinking that. Or, well, at least I wouldn't have wasted *as much* time. And that's just one of maaaaaaaaany examples.
In other news, I'm trying to come up with an agrument to use against my parents as to why I should be allowed to visit Tao by myself. I don't know why they think I'm not smart enough to handle an airport, I mean finding your terminal can't be that hard - particularly if they have maps and people employed to help you, and, it's not like I'm some five year old who'll go off with strange men who offer me candy ... well, maybe if it was a Milkyway bar. And besides, from the way you hear my Aunts tell it, my Dad was a total roamer when he was my age, and he had free range to go wherever from his parents. Plus, I know my Mom visited her British pen pal when she was my age, and I *know* Grandma and Grandpa couldn't afford to go with ehr back then. I mean, I get that times have changed since waaaaaaaaay back then, but some confidence in my abilities to handle myself would be nice. Particularly as how they're always going on about college - like I'll be radically morph into someone mature and responsible sometime next year; if I can't handle an airport in their minds, how am I supposed to deal with high education by myself?
You'd think that indicate that I was off leading a busy, exciting life that I didn't have time to chronicle on-line, but ... nope, not so much. In all honesty, I've been putting this off, 'cause I owe Julia recap, and writing a bunch of entries on my DJ only to get back comments that are all, "Recap, recap!" always make me feel guilty. (And besides, I get enough of those sort of comments on my MySpace, thanks.)
Life is going well though, for me. I can't complain. Well, I could, but that'd be slightly ... persnickety of me. So ... I won't. Or, well, I'll try not to.
The school, school part of school is out now. Er. Have I explained the ste up my school has before in here; I can't remember ... In any case, part of the cool thing about it, is since we follow the college schedule, we, you know, get out as early as the college kids. Only, you know, it's somewhat, oh ... illegal, for us to be out of school that early, so they've set up this thing where we get internships for the remaining few weeks, until we've been in "school" for the state-required amount of days. Mine is internnng for the town hall, which is boring. Interesting, too. But, sill. Boring.
Not that I hold the boring against it, mind you. In all honesty, I *like* boring, personally, but when you're a teen intern working for the local government, you get a lot of "Exciting enough for you?"s, and at some point it's better to just agree than try to explain that you really don't mind. I actually don't think it'd be so bad, except for the fact that our town's currently going through a budget (what's a nice word for crisis?) issue -- it got voted down again last night, which means the Red Shirts are going to go to the town meeting tonight and try to force a straight up vote on the matter without going through the town voters a third time. 'Cause, 'kay see, right now, the Red Shirts are well, hang on, let me see if I can find that article about them ... aw, it's not up there anymore, but, well, if you read this you can kinda get a feel of what's happening. The Red Shirts are very pro-education (... and apparently, according to that article being lead by the father of a friend of mine's. Huh, go figure.) and are worried about that state of the Board of Educations budget, and want to try to get it passed without it being cut some more, so there's like a hundred or so of 'em, who'll show up to meetings wearing - duh - red shirts, where the cause a fuss, and fight for education, and basically relive their golden hippy days and stuff. It'd be kind of fun to read about, actually - what with all the sneaky votings and color cooridnated troublemakers - except for the fact that now I have to work for the town, so now, I, too, have to deal with the budget stress. And because of that stress, no one around here really has time to show me how to do anything.
Thankfully, I've kind of become the pet of the Finance Department, so I'm not just sitting around too me. They - the two secretary-ish women who seem to pretty much run Finace given that the boss guy, Nick, is never in - let me hang out in here, doing grunt work (I spent an entire day shredding old files for them once) for them, and occasionally they give me food, and let me use the computer (such as now). So, that's pretty sweet. Occasionally, one fo the other departments will call for me though - I've worked for Clerks, Zoning & Planning, the Recreation Deparmtnet and the First Selectmen, himself, once when one of his secretaries was out sick. Oh, and then there was that one day they had me messing around with the town web-site, to see what I could do with it; check out the calendar , that's all me (okay, so I may have overboard, putting in events all the way into October, but, seriously, I was bored folks)!
So, you know, that's not too bad. I'm looking forward to the 12th, when it's over though, 'cause I've already put myself in a summer state of mind, and am staying up faaaaaaar later than I should be so I could use the opportunity to sleep in. 'Cause the way I've been getting by on four-ish hours of late can't be healthy. Actually, I'm sure it isn't, I *know* it's been making me act sillyier, than usual, of late -- I mean, god, I seriously spent, like, five minutes the other day in Kohl's pondering whether or not I should buy this underwear soley because it said "Supergirl" on it and the thought made me laugh, 'cause, you know, of the underwear topic we've got going in RPF now. Then I realized how utterly stupid that was, and I didn't, but still. I think if I had had a proper amount of sleep I wouldn't have wasted my time thinking that. Or, well, at least I wouldn't have wasted *as much* time. And that's just one of maaaaaaaaany examples.
In other news, I'm trying to come up with an agrument to use against my parents as to why I should be allowed to visit Tao by myself. I don't know why they think I'm not smart enough to handle an airport, I mean finding your terminal can't be that hard - particularly if they have maps and people employed to help you, and, it's not like I'm some five year old who'll go off with strange men who offer me candy ... well, maybe if it was a Milkyway bar. And besides, from the way you hear my Aunts tell it, my Dad was a total roamer when he was my age, and he had free range to go wherever from his parents. Plus, I know my Mom visited her British pen pal when she was my age, and I *know* Grandma and Grandpa couldn't afford to go with ehr back then. I mean, I get that times have changed since waaaaaaaaay back then, but some confidence in my abilities to handle myself would be nice. Particularly as how they're always going on about college - like I'll be radically morph into someone mature and responsible sometime next year; if I can't handle an airport in their minds, how am I supposed to deal with high education by myself?