When in doubt, fuck.
Well, after a week without work and a two one-day jobs through the temp agency, I finally have an assignment for a good three weeks, possibly longer. It's grungy industrial steel work, at a a place called Edco Fasteners on the I-35 service road a bit past Fouts Field. Being that most of the clothes I have here I actually like, I've resorted to wearing my navy coveralls to work.
In other news, after watching "Scent of a Woman" yesterday, I have two new favorite Al Pacino lines:
"Hoo-ah." and "When in doubt, fuck."
This has officially become my new favorite Pacino film. For those who don't know, Pacino plays a blind, retired army colonel, who initially, appears to be a caustic, selfish asshole. By the end of the movie, we've seen him be outgoing, charming, worldly, a hell of a tango dancer, a womanizer, and alternately bitter, sarcastic, commanding, demanding, selfish, emotionally convoluted, and even suicidal, having given up on the notion of love. The charachter hit close to home, except that I guesstimate that I'm about 10% as charming (on my best day), I'm not suicidal, I haven't COMPLETELY given up on love, and don't I know the tango...but I'd love to learn.
Oh, and something else, as borrowed from a friend's LJ:
Reply with your name (and a comment on the rest of this post) and:
1) I'll respond with something random about you.
2) I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3) I'll pick a flavor/color of jello to wrestle with you in. (or not)
4) I'll try to say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5) I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6) I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7) I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8) If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
EDIT: The jello bit strikes me as rather inane, and I was feeling too lazy to delete it, so I'll just leave it alone. So no jello from me.
In other news, after watching "Scent of a Woman" yesterday, I have two new favorite Al Pacino lines:
"Hoo-ah." and "When in doubt, fuck."
This has officially become my new favorite Pacino film. For those who don't know, Pacino plays a blind, retired army colonel, who initially, appears to be a caustic, selfish asshole. By the end of the movie, we've seen him be outgoing, charming, worldly, a hell of a tango dancer, a womanizer, and alternately bitter, sarcastic, commanding, demanding, selfish, emotionally convoluted, and even suicidal, having given up on the notion of love. The charachter hit close to home, except that I guesstimate that I'm about 10% as charming (on my best day), I'm not suicidal, I haven't COMPLETELY given up on love, and don't I know the tango...but I'd love to learn.
Oh, and something else, as borrowed from a friend's LJ:
Reply with your name (and a comment on the rest of this post) and:
1) I'll respond with something random about you.
2) I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3) I'll pick a flavor/color of jello to wrestle with you in. (or not)
4) I'll try to say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5) I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6) I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7) I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8) If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
EDIT: The jello bit strikes me as rather inane, and I was feeling too lazy to delete it, so I'll just leave it alone. So no jello from me.