Keeping up

tired, so very tired. sore, too. i'm an information junkie and i've been mostly unaware of what's happened in the world the past week. gave up on reading the corner two weeks ago. don't have the time to keep up with instapundit anymore, and i can barely keep up with cuteoverload. at job2, i was mostly an errandboy last night, and job1 sent me home early because i had hit the hour-cap for the week. my feet hurt because both jobs mostly involve standing or walking while holding boxes of varying sizes and weights, so i stopped off at a store and bought some gel insoles. they've a great fondness for 'memory foam', but i didn't want something that will squish down under my feet and stay squished, so i bought the gel ones instead.

Goe, waiting for the weekend postsecret update.

guilty pleasure

it annoys me when i'm doing any sort of work that has customer interaction and i'm expected to be supercharming, but i like it when i'm the customer and cs women act flirty.

Goe, gots two paychecks, yay.

Energy drinks

I'm frequently exhausted (more to do with relatives annoying me at all hours than anything else), but i've never tried an 'energy drink'. so tonight, being annoyed by relatives, i bought and tried a red bull. didn't give me wings, actually made it harder to stay awake for about an hour. meh.

Goe, wishes he could be as rude to people as they think he is.

work

finished training at job #2 to find out that the person who made up the schedule didn't know i'm working there and left me out. still good chance of being able to do both jobs.

update: turns out they did know, did schedule me, and i either missed my name or read the wrong schedule. yay for bigger incomes.

Goe, usually likes customers.

life is pain

of course, i'm not selling anything. going to see if i can work two part-time jobs. don't know if i can since they're not next to each other and the commute time may be greater than the difference between shifts. didn't feel well when i went to work this afternoon, and now i've a headache as well.

Goe, hoping for a good night's sleep.

teamwork

my manager is very big on teamwork. if we're low on stuff to do, we help the people on either side. it turns out that his managers don't like that. they want us to find other spots to work where there isn't someone already. it's strange that a company with such a high turnover rate would discourage comraderie, but it does help explain the high turnover rate.

Goe, not turned over.

So please have a heart, Hollywood. If you can accept the wife beaters, wife killers, child molesters, gerbil lovers, gays, lesbians, transsexuals, undecideds, party animals, party sluts, coke addicts, alcoholics, gold-diggers, casting couch sleepers, Oprah couch jumpers, and washed up singers who troll for gay sex in the public park – then maybe you could find a little place in your heart for someone who doesn't always like Jews.

Especially when he's been drinking.

- IMAO

Goe, is none of the above, so will never be a star.

Stuff

There is yet another storyblogging carnival up full of blogged story goodness. There's also more Nordlinger, who's not quite so fictional but still something you should read regularly.

Goe, telling you to go forth and read stuff.

generic story

still haven't got the big problem totally fixed, but there will be more adventuring coming soon.

Goe, working on it.

owie

sustained minor injury at work through no fault of anybody (including me) who works there. kinda of annoying that the first bunch of gauze didn't stop the bleeding, but the second bunch did, so all is well. la di da.

Goe, thinking alcoholism isn't an option.

hmm

been reading the bible a bit lately, and it seems that, in the old testament, the jews kept getting in trouble with god because they wouldn't wipe out the people living there but kept making peace deals instead.

god: kill them all!
them all: please don't.
jews: okay, live over there please.
them all: okey dokey.
god: bad jews, i said kill them!
them all: god says we should kill the bad jews!
jews: uh oh.

Goe, cause it's funny in a macabre way.

potterheads

i noticed something on mugglenet a month or so ago that apparently nobody on the mugglenet staff noticed. rowling said that she was killing off two more characters than originally planned, and giving one a reprieve. to the various potter website and the 'respectable' media who've talked to them, that means that there are two people dying, instead of the original number plus one that i take from what rowling said.

Goe, rooting for neville to get some payback.

not quite a zen moment

on the way home, i watched the lights outside, reflected off of my eye, reflected back at me from the window. not very relaxing, but it distracted me from the cramps in my back and the babbling teens who should have been home already.

Goe, would shake his fists at the kids these days if he had any energy left.

water

drinking so much water at work to stay hydrated that i'm getting sick of the plastic taste in bottled waters. at least it's not so hot now.

Goe, happy about the cooler weather.

tv guide

the tv guide is pretty useless now. big blocks of time are 'local programming' without saying what the local programming actually is. there's several pages dedicated to pointing out product placement so that people know what they're supposed to go buy. most of it is hyping actors/actresses while donwplaying the shows. it's not a tv guide, it's a celebrity gossip rag. i wanna know what's on, damnit!

Goe, flippin' channels.

stories

now that my job isn't crippling me with pain and fatigue, i'll try to write more of The Generic Adventure.

Goe, stretching.

myspace

was told by a relative to get a myspace account. told them i'd think about it. i did think about it, and i'm going to pass. they said that they have one and i've been trying to find it with google, to no avail as of yet.

update: was sent a link by his wife.

Goe, will keep trying.

conversation at work

crazy guy: "it says scantron, i thought it said scat tron."
me: "scat is never wrong."
crazy guy: "that's right."

Goe, gonna go help kitties in the morning.

overheard

i overheard someone today telling someone else that jesus was crucified by the romans because he had walked on water. lesson here: if you're going to try telling bible stories, read the bible first!

Goe, nothing follows.

alkeehol

i've been invited to go out drinking after work with some of my coworkers three times now, tonight being the first time i had any cash with me and accepted. having trouble typing even though i only had half a bottle of something called "black butte porter", a horrible drink i wouldn't recommend to anyone. tasted like rotten fruit with a strong aftertaste of bitter apples. i didn't try anything else, but my manager was drinking guiness, one batshit insane guy was drinking the porter stuff (the reason i decided to try it), and two people were drinking something else. i didn't have more because i didn't want to get so drunk i couldn't get myself home, or start vomiting or anything. i don't think i'm drunk, but i know my coordination is a bit off (still typing 75wpm or faster though). one weird side effect is that my mind seems to be clearer now than it normally is, but was like that before we even got to the bar. the crazy guy and myself got rides to the bar from a hispanic guy we work with (the crazy guy carpools with him) and crazy guy kept giving him directions in sort of a mock-spanish that the driver had trouble understanding, and the crazy guy didn't even know where the place was. drove past it three times.

trying to be responsible, i left at 11:30ish, made my way home (there now), to find out (cellphones not allowed where i work), that i have a second interview at a place i interviewed at last week. they want to schedule a time this weekend, but i've got a family reunion tomorrow, and i don't know if they'll be open to sunday or not. may have to stop by on the way to the reunion. lower pay but more hours and less backbreaking work.

Goe, at least makes his money honestly.

Bus stop

So I'm waiting at a bus stop with a bunch of other people, and a bus pulls up. one person gets on the bus, the second person in line stands at the door asking the bus driver questions, not getting on, not letting others get on. that bus was running late, so the next bus (frequent service line) pulls up behind it. the crowd blocked my path to the second bus, and it was gone before the person asking the first bus driver questions made up their mind about whether or not to take that bus. everyone else there just stood around, oblivious to the second bus which, due to the indecisiveness of the second boarder, wound up in front of the first bus. is being aware of what's going on around you really that difficult that a bus is hard to spot?

Goe, cause they're not smaller than a breadbasket.

Space Age

a upi headline, repeated on drudge

NASA to use Space Age 'droid' satellites

Wouldn't any artificial satellite be "space age"?

Goe, needs a disco nap.

Bank of America

Bank of America, it turns out, doesn't honor checks written on their accounts unless you have an account with them also. told me to go to a check-cashing store instead.

Goe, grrrrr.

writing

had a dream last night in which i started writing a whole new long story. need to finish up the ones i've already started though.

Goe, maybe will write more soon.

weird bird

a few weeks ago, i was walking down the street and there was a crow on a power line sort of overhead. since lots of birds like to sit on power lines, it wasn't that weird. it got weird when the bird started following me and cawing, almost overhead, for half a block. at least it didn't hit me with anything.

Goe, tired.