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Gah. Work is the same as usual, though this is the first day that i have sat down this week for longer than 5 minutes in my own chair. rather a nice change of pace, and the pervasive air of quite blankness that has settled in the air might just have something to do with Greg having left to go and visit UNM some time ago. The only thing that would better this would be if I turned of the lights and turned on some trance, but that would be unfair to Mary.
I remarked upon the length of the form that was to be required by Mary and Greg for commissionable work as being rather paper wasting unless there was a true build to be involved. Upon hearing that she berated me for disparaging a company standard that is not a standard yet and embarked upon an impassioned spiel about how it was going to revoluntionize the way that parts are tracked in this company. Considering the fact that I somehow doubt that a third of what greg orders is actually entered into inventory, I will continue to consider this a rather moot point. But if it makes her happy, I will continue to invest my time into a time consumming process that in the end will yield no greater fruits than that of a ten minute excel document cobbled together for one purpose alone. It is akin to asking for your complete identification records, birth certificate and social security number as well as drivers license and mailing address, just to note down that you check the coffee pot at 1 pm and it was empty.
Vacation seemed to be just this side of short and that side of long. Much was accomplished, and yet the rest and relaxation of just being able to go and "do" things has already faded to the fond blush of the last moments of a remarkable dream; something there that was phenomenal, and yet it is ever so slowly slipping farther and farther out of the reach of sane thought and remembrance.
Ha, I look forward to the new vacation, getting to run amok in my thumper bottoms and some random shirt of the day ( most likely to be bryans.) Getting to see the giant auction yard will be a blast... and getting to see the ocean for the first time will be a neat experience too. I will miss the kids, and this time I think that we will need to take them to Melissa's to have them baby sat so we know that they will be ok. Or we could leave them in with tweak and gizmo and see what all bad habits they will have learned whilst we were gone.
There is a chance that we will be moving to Nebraska. green, wet, out of the state of perpetual apathy... sounds too good to be true. And it probably is. But I will never know until I get out there. I would go ahead and head back to college I think, the community college doesn't seem to be too terribly expensive for out of state people. I look forward to starting off somewhere new with bryan. Starting someplace different, where the only real things that hold me back are.... well, me. I cant wait to go, and having gone, will hopefully never look back except with the fuzzy fondness that only time and remembrance of the way it should have been brings.
And so ends my monologue.
Jasmine
I remarked upon the length of the form that was to be required by Mary and Greg for commissionable work as being rather paper wasting unless there was a true build to be involved. Upon hearing that she berated me for disparaging a company standard that is not a standard yet and embarked upon an impassioned spiel about how it was going to revoluntionize the way that parts are tracked in this company. Considering the fact that I somehow doubt that a third of what greg orders is actually entered into inventory, I will continue to consider this a rather moot point. But if it makes her happy, I will continue to invest my time into a time consumming process that in the end will yield no greater fruits than that of a ten minute excel document cobbled together for one purpose alone. It is akin to asking for your complete identification records, birth certificate and social security number as well as drivers license and mailing address, just to note down that you check the coffee pot at 1 pm and it was empty.
Vacation seemed to be just this side of short and that side of long. Much was accomplished, and yet the rest and relaxation of just being able to go and "do" things has already faded to the fond blush of the last moments of a remarkable dream; something there that was phenomenal, and yet it is ever so slowly slipping farther and farther out of the reach of sane thought and remembrance.
Ha, I look forward to the new vacation, getting to run amok in my thumper bottoms and some random shirt of the day ( most likely to be bryans.) Getting to see the giant auction yard will be a blast... and getting to see the ocean for the first time will be a neat experience too. I will miss the kids, and this time I think that we will need to take them to Melissa's to have them baby sat so we know that they will be ok. Or we could leave them in with tweak and gizmo and see what all bad habits they will have learned whilst we were gone.
There is a chance that we will be moving to Nebraska. green, wet, out of the state of perpetual apathy... sounds too good to be true. And it probably is. But I will never know until I get out there. I would go ahead and head back to college I think, the community college doesn't seem to be too terribly expensive for out of state people. I look forward to starting off somewhere new with bryan. Starting someplace different, where the only real things that hold me back are.... well, me. I cant wait to go, and having gone, will hopefully never look back except with the fuzzy fondness that only time and remembrance of the way it should have been brings.
And so ends my monologue.
Jasmine