Jayne ,'The Train Job'
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So. Very. Monday.
Do y'all have Shandy? Maybe not.Mmm, I miss the pub I used to hang out at. And not for the cute Brits this time.
I paid $2.25/gallon this morning. I didn't have time to go to the place that had $2.21/gallon.Oooph. $2.59 at the cheapest place down here.
Just got out of a production meeting. I need to go and put in my time for the past two or three weeks. Making it up as I go along likely.
I've seen banana juice in the store, and I keep wondering how one juices a banana. But honestly, I'm with meara on this one.
Banana juice is what my dentist as a kid used to call the novocaine shot, so I'm not sure this appeals to me.
Well, I was equally dubious, but it was entirely delicious. You can't use any old shitty beer, though - it needs to be a specific style of White beer that they get in Germany, which is crisp and delicious. It's not that much odder than Shandy.
But lots of Weiss beers have a slightly banana overtone to them to begin with, so I can see where it might work.
Oh! But what I am happy about is that I am going to the Wild Animal Park after work for The Park at Dark ( [link] ). Critters at night!
Dammit, Fay, you're making me want to move there!
I will get a job eventually, right? Or at least an interview? This is getting seriously discouraging. I'm in the running for maybe three positions at this point, have definitely struck out on four, and applied to 5-6 others so long ago I think I can assume I was rejected even without a letter telling me so.
And today when I checked my usual suspect websites to find jobs to apply for (the UW employment site, idealist.org, and craigslist), there was nothing. Nada. El zilcho. There was one UW job I was excited about until I saw it was a one-week listing, which is code for "we've already picked someone but have to go through the motions of a search." I found another UW job for DH to apply for--he's hoping to find something with a little more pay and greater challenges in the next year or so.
I'm trying really hard to think of this as a blessing in disguise. If I could pick a start date for this hoped-for new job of mine, it'd be around 10/15, after the writers conference and after I expect to have finished the rough draft of the WIP. Not having a job now is great because it frees me to devote my time and energy to those responsibilities.
But the not getting interviews is making me nervous that I've lost my cover letter mojo, or that the year-plus off really was permanent career suicide.
Gas was at $2.25, but now it's back up to hovering around $2.31 at the cheap place I like.
There are at times almost an $.11 difference between where I get gas near work and where I live (about 7 miles away).
Cass! I was down in your 'hood this weekend! 'Course I didn't realize it was your 'hood 'til I was on my way (to Ren Faire) and my directions from Yahoo Maps included a street that's yours. I woulda called, 'cept I lost your number in the great cellphone debacle of '04. Then I saw from your posts you wouldna been there anyhow. So, my point is apparently, that I was in your 'hood. Wow, not that interesting when it takes that long to type out the whole thing...
Health~ma to Sean and Jessica.
Wow, not that interesting when it takes that long to type out the whole thing...Yeah, but it made me giggle to read it. I will insent my number to you though. Didn't realize it was tragically lost in the aught four debacle.
Where was Ren? Balboa Park maybe?
I have eleven days to figure out what I did. I think I meant to do this Friday but was lulled by the no one else here thing. Maybe I should work backwards.
Didn't realize it was tragically lost in the aught four debacle.
Me neither. 'Til I tried to look you up to find you not there.
Where was Ren? Balboa Park maybe?
Yep. Morley Field. Pretty nice with all the grass, last Faire I went to was in an empty lot somewhere up north (Fallbrook? San Marcos? I disremember), and the dust was horrific.
I have eleven days to figure out what I did. I think I meant to do this Friday but was lulled by the no one else here thing.
Happens to the best of us. I was all alone by 3:30 or 4:00 on Friday, and with the best of intentions accomplished approximately nothing between then and 5:15.
Maybe I should work backwards.
This works well for me when I try to figure out where a story I was telling went off track, and try to get back to the point (see Username).
Ah, Morley Field, you really were close to my place. Innit the prettiest little park?
Okay, big-ass (Jilli-proofing) spider is climbing down my wall right now. Must squish . shudder
I have figured out the time for Friday. Which is amazing as I was alone by 2 and I am pretty sure that there was an hour of b.org screwing around but I still managed to code eight hours. I must have been here longer or summat.
I'm using emails sent to figure out What I Did.