L.I.S.A. - I would comment tons on your blog but I went and "upgraded" to some sort of Google integrated Blogger account and now I cannot comment on "unintegrated accounts" and that is lame.
So anyway...I am in love with the band Gomez.
My first week of work went very fast. I am happy about that.
My weekends are shorter now. I am sad about that.
I want to run out and buy a Gomez CD right now. I feel guilty about that.
I just ate too much popcorn. Sad.
My job is organizing things. Happy.
Anne Heche in a TV show kissing boys. Amused.
Started a new song. Thrilled.
Can't finish song. Impatient.
Cleaned apartment last night. Amazed.
Cherry Limeade Crystal Light. Unimpressed.
Lisa and JE quote me around the house. Giggly.
Feelin' all right. Good.
Friday, October 27, 2006
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Rant
I do NOT understand how the supposedly most visited site on the internet...yes, Myspace, can stay in business as the social networking standard when at LEAST 3 times a day depending on my will to click again and again and again...I get this...
"Sorry! Unexpected error occurred" bullcrap.
Unexpected my butt. If you don't have enough server capacity to serve 4.5 billion people at a time, then maybe you shouldn't be adding crap to your already overloaded site like Dane Cook movie promotions and Tv on Demand and MySpace IM (what the crap?). Hmmm? HMMMM?
I realize it's free, but it is frustrating. That is all.
"Sorry! Unexpected error occurred" bullcrap.
Unexpected my butt. If you don't have enough server capacity to serve 4.5 billion people at a time, then maybe you shouldn't be adding crap to your already overloaded site like Dane Cook movie promotions and Tv on Demand and MySpace IM (what the crap?). Hmmm? HMMMM?
I realize it's free, but it is frustrating. That is all.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Thoughts for Tuesday
Look at me, blogging all over the place.
- I got my driver's license in the mail today, and if I may...big sigh of relief. It's a good photo! I can live with it until 2012. That's weird to think of me in 2012. Think of yourself in 2012 and tell me your thoughts.
- Parents and kids and doctors. This is what I overheard at the Doc's office today. My coworker called a mom to tell her some test results.
"Ma'am, we got the results back and your child does have a fracture in her foot and needs to see a specialist."
...(pause while mom talks)...
"No ma'am, she can't play soccer."
Oh my goodness! People! Also, I fielded a call from a Dad today who wanted to make an appointment for Thursday. The problem? "My son...he hurt his arm. And we think it might be sprained. Or broken." I did my best to make him come in today but he never showed up for the appointment. BROKEN. ARM. Thursday sounds good to get that taken care of. Geez.
- I got my driver's license in the mail today, and if I may...big sigh of relief. It's a good photo! I can live with it until 2012. That's weird to think of me in 2012. Think of yourself in 2012 and tell me your thoughts.
- Parents and kids and doctors. This is what I overheard at the Doc's office today. My coworker called a mom to tell her some test results.
"Ma'am, we got the results back and your child does have a fracture in her foot and needs to see a specialist."
...(pause while mom talks)...
"No ma'am, she can't play soccer."
Oh my goodness! People! Also, I fielded a call from a Dad today who wanted to make an appointment for Thursday. The problem? "My son...he hurt his arm. And we think it might be sprained. Or broken." I did my best to make him come in today but he never showed up for the appointment. BROKEN. ARM. Thursday sounds good to get that taken care of. Geez.
Monday, October 02, 2006
I Was a Tuff Kid
Ok, first I must say the new Shawn Colvin is brilliant and probably my favorite album by her thus far. She wrote a song called "Tuff Kid." Need I say more?
So I took a job with the county government. The job I whined about wanting/not wanting before, because I am a Chimaeric loser who has no clue what to do with her life. Just kidding. I made the decision last week and am still excited about it. Or maybe I am excited about the guilt-free spending of money, after a good 10 months of guilt-ridden money spending, hm?
I will address my decision (this is more for me than for you but if you care, by all means comment on how I rock/suck) with the very list I used to justify NOT wanting the job below. I said I wanted:
- money to pay rent, utilities, gas, food. Which, when adding it all up after working for the Good Doctor for 2 months now...well, I'd need supplemental income, which was kind of freaking me out. Who wants to hire someone on Wednesdays and Fridays only? I no longer have to check every job website I've ever bookmarked daily. Nice.
- some extra to invest into music items such as press kit printings, posters, swag, and gear. Ideally, music will eventually pay for music, but that ain't never gonna happen unless I work at this with everything I have. Oddly this issue came to an illuminating blinding brightness in the past few weeks...money was going to have to be spent, and where was I going to get it? I do think after a good...5 years...I might be making real musical income (i.e. 5 bucks a week, haha). Now, not so much. This is realistic.
- TIME. I need time to write, to network in the evenings, to do the enormous amount of online maintenance and correspondence that needs doing, to practice, to be available at the last minute. Also factored into my decision. The plus about a government job is that usually...it ends at 5. No schedule switching, no late night shifts, etc. Also, no weekends, ever. So that's reassuring. This was the first job I applied to that could guarantee that. (That and the IRS, but numbers and tax law and I aren't very best of friends). Also, I realized that on my two days off during the week, I waste a LOT of time. Like..a lot. Bumming, TV surfing, email checking, etc. So I am simply going to have to (gasp!) grow as a human being and learn to manage my time better. I will be just as productive as I was watching Tyra...and perhaps a bit more cultured. Sorry, Tyra. Now pray for my mortal time managing soul.
- the freedom to take a 3 day weekend and play a gig somewhere outside of Austin. Do mini-tours. Go back to Albuquerque. Well...in a perfect world my perfect job would allow for me to say "I'm leaving!" and not care and still pay for my vision benefits. Hehheh, that will come one day. For now, the government thing is a pretty sweet deal in terms of holidays, too. It just takes planning. "Is it the 3rd Tuesday of the month again? Let's have a holiday!!"
- a job that when the time does come to do a longer jaunt on the road, won't make me feel like a heartless jerk for quitting. Another hard one. After a frank discussion with my Life Guru, she pointed out that yes...it is just an admin job. And I am not devoting the next 20 years of my life to an admin job, nor would I ever be expected to do so. Hence, she said if I gave them a year, I could quit guilt-free. And that's what I plan to do...thereabouts.
I'm fund-raising for my bigger life goal, I am getting a chance to stretch some CAPS and KNME skillz, I am GETTING AN OFFICE (giddy time), and I'm being a productive human being, all the while keeping the bigger picture in mind. So there we go. Selling out...earns me a trip to Target, hehhehheh.
So I took a job with the county government. The job I whined about wanting/not wanting before, because I am a Chimaeric loser who has no clue what to do with her life. Just kidding. I made the decision last week and am still excited about it. Or maybe I am excited about the guilt-free spending of money, after a good 10 months of guilt-ridden money spending, hm?
I will address my decision (this is more for me than for you but if you care, by all means comment on how I rock/suck) with the very list I used to justify NOT wanting the job below. I said I wanted:
- money to pay rent, utilities, gas, food. Which, when adding it all up after working for the Good Doctor for 2 months now...well, I'd need supplemental income, which was kind of freaking me out. Who wants to hire someone on Wednesdays and Fridays only? I no longer have to check every job website I've ever bookmarked daily. Nice.
- some extra to invest into music items such as press kit printings, posters, swag, and gear. Ideally, music will eventually pay for music, but that ain't never gonna happen unless I work at this with everything I have. Oddly this issue came to an illuminating blinding brightness in the past few weeks...money was going to have to be spent, and where was I going to get it? I do think after a good...5 years...I might be making real musical income (i.e. 5 bucks a week, haha). Now, not so much. This is realistic.
- TIME. I need time to write, to network in the evenings, to do the enormous amount of online maintenance and correspondence that needs doing, to practice, to be available at the last minute. Also factored into my decision. The plus about a government job is that usually...it ends at 5. No schedule switching, no late night shifts, etc. Also, no weekends, ever. So that's reassuring. This was the first job I applied to that could guarantee that. (That and the IRS, but numbers and tax law and I aren't very best of friends). Also, I realized that on my two days off during the week, I waste a LOT of time. Like..a lot. Bumming, TV surfing, email checking, etc. So I am simply going to have to (gasp!) grow as a human being and learn to manage my time better. I will be just as productive as I was watching Tyra...and perhaps a bit more cultured. Sorry, Tyra. Now pray for my mortal time managing soul.
- the freedom to take a 3 day weekend and play a gig somewhere outside of Austin. Do mini-tours. Go back to Albuquerque. Well...in a perfect world my perfect job would allow for me to say "I'm leaving!" and not care and still pay for my vision benefits. Hehheh, that will come one day. For now, the government thing is a pretty sweet deal in terms of holidays, too. It just takes planning. "Is it the 3rd Tuesday of the month again? Let's have a holiday!!"
- a job that when the time does come to do a longer jaunt on the road, won't make me feel like a heartless jerk for quitting. Another hard one. After a frank discussion with my Life Guru, she pointed out that yes...it is just an admin job. And I am not devoting the next 20 years of my life to an admin job, nor would I ever be expected to do so. Hence, she said if I gave them a year, I could quit guilt-free. And that's what I plan to do...thereabouts.
I'm fund-raising for my bigger life goal, I am getting a chance to stretch some CAPS and KNME skillz, I am GETTING AN OFFICE (giddy time), and I'm being a productive human being, all the while keeping the bigger picture in mind. So there we go. Selling out...earns me a trip to Target, hehhehheh.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Life is good...but here's a song anyway.
Well, one verse to a song. :)
I am a hopeless little sinner
I don't try that much
I am a hanger-on and I drink my bitters
And I don't look before I touch
I don't look before I touch
I am a hopeless little sinner
I don't try that much
I am a hanger-on and I drink my bitters
And I don't look before I touch
I don't look before I touch
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