it's 2:22 and i'm wide awake. my wake-up call is set for 5:30. ugh.
anyway, i think i have most, if not all, of the kinks worked out of the web site. we'll see. if you notice any, let me know. i'll get them fixed.
i thought i wanted to write, but i don't. later.
Monday, April 4, 2005
Friday, April 1, 2005
well, terry schiavo is dead and the pope is in grave condition as well. their struggles have dominated the news the past weeks, it seems. with the unfavorable conditions outside, hearing the drab news repeatedly does nothing to help the psyche.
it is in times like these that i remember why i left television news. I’ll go back one day but endless sagas like these – and in my case, the war – just take an affect on you after a while. you’re taught to distance yourself and to be objective and on most things, it honestly does become simple. it’s not uncommon to cover a heartbreaking story yet forget about it, even the names of the people involved very easily.
but death is different. when people mourn, i cannot distance myself. i have this weird sixth sense almost where my body absorbs then conforms to the emotions of those around me. it’s really hard for me not to be sad when someone is. smile when they’re happy, et cetera.
last night, we went out for george’s birthday. I’m still not sure what age he reached but we decided it’d be twenty-seven. he said i could decide. since I’ll be twenty-six this year, he had to remain older than i.
we started off at blakes but quickly left to attend atlanta idol at red chair. it was a good choice. the talent there was awesome. we got a taste, at least i believe, of what it might be like in the american idol audience. jeanine and shawna tore the house down and with good merit. those two girls belong in a recording studio with enormous checks fattening their banking accounts.
chad sang, too. two of my favorite songs actually. and he apologized for something really stupid he did a while back. very admirable. very appreciated. very uncommon in our community. it made a huge difference in the way in which i viewed him as a person.
the weather has been absolutely shitty lately. kassy had a terrible trip with many delays. rob was stuck in moline last night and now he’s stuck in dayton. i have to be back at work Sunday. i hope that it’s better then. the weather delays is about the only thing i hate about my job. otherwise, it’s alright.
i haven’t heard from the mosquito magnet people yet. their deadline is April 4 so maybe they’re going to start calling people then? who knows? we’ll see how it all works out. i don’t know why I’m so excited about this... a main reason i am aware of is that the talent agency, which is doing the hiring, will have my head shots just in case there is something else down the road.
thinking about it now, i think it’s change that i want. i have no room for creativity at airtran. everything is so monotonous. very punctual schedule. same announcements to be made. same beverage service on every flight. that one passenger who asks you a million questions. hollering, messy children who will ultimately require a million napkins to mop up the soda they spilled. that rude man who arrived late, lost his seat and demands to be treated as if had been patiently waiting like everyone else.
ugh.
hill mentioned that state farm was hiring. they’re salary is ten-thousand more than I’m making now... i need to call him and investigate that further. seems to be a claims clerk type position. investigate claims. file. speak with attorneys. etc. monotonous, too, but interactive.
i enjoy structure and am very talented at when it comes to getting things done. i love to devise a plan. instructions. neat file folders. I’m anal like that. and somehow it’s fun. I’m weird, i know.
I’m sorry ready to date. it’s boring being single. i mean, you can date. sleep around, maybe. hang out with friends. but until there’s that one person, there’s just something always missing. and it’s noticeable everywhere you turn. don’t you just hate that one couple who is always together doing their own thing, smiling, touching, kissing... going to movies. i hate ‘em. haha.
it is in times like these that i remember why i left television news. I’ll go back one day but endless sagas like these – and in my case, the war – just take an affect on you after a while. you’re taught to distance yourself and to be objective and on most things, it honestly does become simple. it’s not uncommon to cover a heartbreaking story yet forget about it, even the names of the people involved very easily.
but death is different. when people mourn, i cannot distance myself. i have this weird sixth sense almost where my body absorbs then conforms to the emotions of those around me. it’s really hard for me not to be sad when someone is. smile when they’re happy, et cetera.
last night, we went out for george’s birthday. I’m still not sure what age he reached but we decided it’d be twenty-seven. he said i could decide. since I’ll be twenty-six this year, he had to remain older than i.
we started off at blakes but quickly left to attend atlanta idol at red chair. it was a good choice. the talent there was awesome. we got a taste, at least i believe, of what it might be like in the american idol audience. jeanine and shawna tore the house down and with good merit. those two girls belong in a recording studio with enormous checks fattening their banking accounts.
chad sang, too. two of my favorite songs actually. and he apologized for something really stupid he did a while back. very admirable. very appreciated. very uncommon in our community. it made a huge difference in the way in which i viewed him as a person.
the weather has been absolutely shitty lately. kassy had a terrible trip with many delays. rob was stuck in moline last night and now he’s stuck in dayton. i have to be back at work Sunday. i hope that it’s better then. the weather delays is about the only thing i hate about my job. otherwise, it’s alright.
i haven’t heard from the mosquito magnet people yet. their deadline is April 4 so maybe they’re going to start calling people then? who knows? we’ll see how it all works out. i don’t know why I’m so excited about this... a main reason i am aware of is that the talent agency, which is doing the hiring, will have my head shots just in case there is something else down the road.
thinking about it now, i think it’s change that i want. i have no room for creativity at airtran. everything is so monotonous. very punctual schedule. same announcements to be made. same beverage service on every flight. that one passenger who asks you a million questions. hollering, messy children who will ultimately require a million napkins to mop up the soda they spilled. that rude man who arrived late, lost his seat and demands to be treated as if had been patiently waiting like everyone else.
ugh.
hill mentioned that state farm was hiring. they’re salary is ten-thousand more than I’m making now... i need to call him and investigate that further. seems to be a claims clerk type position. investigate claims. file. speak with attorneys. etc. monotonous, too, but interactive.
i enjoy structure and am very talented at when it comes to getting things done. i love to devise a plan. instructions. neat file folders. I’m anal like that. and somehow it’s fun. I’m weird, i know.
I’m sorry ready to date. it’s boring being single. i mean, you can date. sleep around, maybe. hang out with friends. but until there’s that one person, there’s just something always missing. and it’s noticeable everywhere you turn. don’t you just hate that one couple who is always together doing their own thing, smiling, touching, kissing... going to movies. i hate ‘em. haha.
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