Back in the Swing
Not only because I have been neglecting you, LJ, but also because I want to get my writing ability up and running again after several months of realtive disuse do I take up the pen and write once more. I'm hesitant to guarantee a revival of epic preportions, as after all I've grown out of the habit of posting on LJ every day as I did last summer. And, anyway, I do have more people this summer to keep me occupied in Cincinnati, not to mention more hours of work (I think) at Old Navy and (soon) the Indian restaurant so there is less time that needs to be filled. However, all this said, part of me regrets not recording a lot of things down here while I was in London (I did some, but a lot of it still remains as hard copies of ticket stubs and the like in my "BADAbox"), and certainly the past few weeks have been eventful enough to warrant at least some commentary, though as I stated earlier LJ seems to me more something one does in free time, not when one is lacking in internet and must prioritize (AIM, e-mail, facebook, BBCNews, Penny Arcade).
Well, anyway. Life. I am indeed finally settled for certain in Cincinnati, after a few weeks of fruitless and painful job-hunting sprinkled with periodic jaunts up to Kenyon for sendoff and Pirates. I suppose I should have done more in the way of preparation before coming into Cincy, as in more vigorous follow-through on potential opportunities more related to my field of interest, but I didn't really realize the difficulty of it all until my second week of searching when the clock was winding down to the deadline and I had nothing, not even an office job. Fucking hard! I guess I've "learned something important," in the sense that I've learned there's nothing to do for theatre in Cincinnati over the summer. Wait, already knew that. Or maybe I learned that most places aren't interested in people for just summer employment. Agh, knew that too. Perhaps I learned that the fields in which I am interested are not in fact interested in me in spite of my intelligence, beauty, and razor wit. Perhaps I'll just have to go and do my own thing because most entrenched losers wouldn't know talent if it rimmed them. Haha. You may not know this, but I'm a big fucking deal. I take things to the LIMIT. The fuckin' limit.
Anyway. I secured the Old Navy logistics job, which consists mostly of rolling a cart around the store and putting shit on shelves. It's slightly more complicated than that, but not much. The pay's good though and the people are my age and cool, so it's not that bad. It's just those damn floors of doom that kill my back when I stand on them all the livelong day. And then there's the Indian waiter job which I have yet to start so I can't comment much on that other than I have no food service experience whatsoever and I probably won't be able to ask for help since the staff doesn't speak English (except for the friend of my brother's who was the connection through which I obtained the job). But I think he's going to be there when I'm NOT as he is the burnt-out one who is doing the hiring. Anywho...
I think sometime soon I'll start working on some kind of LJ post relating to BADA (shows I saw, things to note)... I've been meaning to compile a text record of some of the stuff I have in solid form anyway. Wow, this is a dry LJ entry. They'll get better as I get more practice, I promise. COMMENCE FLUFF!
NIGHTCRAWLER!!!
If you had the power to teleport ANYWHERE at ANYTIME, where would YOU
go? Actually, you are more rational and spiritual than the average
X-Men, Night Crawler is always out to do the right thing. In real life,
you're probably the "perfect" man or woman that everyone looks for, but
you're too good a friend too see like that. Wow, can't ever get a
break, eh?
My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 33% on Mutations
Link: The Which X-Man Are You Test written by alexium on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test
Well, anyway. Life. I am indeed finally settled for certain in Cincinnati, after a few weeks of fruitless and painful job-hunting sprinkled with periodic jaunts up to Kenyon for sendoff and Pirates. I suppose I should have done more in the way of preparation before coming into Cincy, as in more vigorous follow-through on potential opportunities more related to my field of interest, but I didn't really realize the difficulty of it all until my second week of searching when the clock was winding down to the deadline and I had nothing, not even an office job. Fucking hard! I guess I've "learned something important," in the sense that I've learned there's nothing to do for theatre in Cincinnati over the summer. Wait, already knew that. Or maybe I learned that most places aren't interested in people for just summer employment. Agh, knew that too. Perhaps I learned that the fields in which I am interested are not in fact interested in me in spite of my intelligence, beauty, and razor wit. Perhaps I'll just have to go and do my own thing because most entrenched losers wouldn't know talent if it rimmed them. Haha. You may not know this, but I'm a big fucking deal. I take things to the LIMIT. The fuckin' limit.
Anyway. I secured the Old Navy logistics job, which consists mostly of rolling a cart around the store and putting shit on shelves. It's slightly more complicated than that, but not much. The pay's good though and the people are my age and cool, so it's not that bad. It's just those damn floors of doom that kill my back when I stand on them all the livelong day. And then there's the Indian waiter job which I have yet to start so I can't comment much on that other than I have no food service experience whatsoever and I probably won't be able to ask for help since the staff doesn't speak English (except for the friend of my brother's who was the connection through which I obtained the job). But I think he's going to be there when I'm NOT as he is the burnt-out one who is doing the hiring. Anywho...
I think sometime soon I'll start working on some kind of LJ post relating to BADA (shows I saw, things to note)... I've been meaning to compile a text record of some of the stuff I have in solid form anyway. Wow, this is a dry LJ entry. They'll get better as I get more practice, I promise. COMMENCE FLUFF!
NIGHTCRAWLER!!!
If you had the power to teleport ANYWHERE at ANYTIME, where would YOU
go? Actually, you are more rational and spiritual than the average
X-Men, Night Crawler is always out to do the right thing. In real life,
you're probably the "perfect" man or woman that everyone looks for, but
you're too good a friend too see like that. Wow, can't ever get a
break, eh?
My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 33% on Mutations
Link: The Which X-Man Are You Test written by alexium on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test