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Well, I’ve been…busy.  To say the least. I mean, really really busy. Doing very little of anything.

Okay. I’ll stop lying. No more half truths.

I really mean to say that Ive been really busy and when I’m not busy I do very little of anything. So I go to work. I go home, I park myself in my bed and watch TV.  Or I play with my computer, which due to a paranoid suspicion of anything net connected and electronic I keep unconnected to the net unless I’m going to use the net. Which is rare anymore. When I was thirteen, fourteen maybe, I was fascinated by the internet and all it had. I think I was obsessed with NSYNC at the time and I had discovered the fake persona and chat room. Now it has lost its glimmer and I realize it is full of idiots, idiots, more idiots and the occasional deep thought from ancient philosophers. And plus it is a bear to reconnect to the internet now that my network adaptor has bit the big one and the big USB dongle (yes. Dongle.) is a bit clumsy.

Unrelatedly, in the last few months I’ve lost quite a bit of my shame. Who cares, really. I am who I am. I have a past. I’ve BEEN places, and I’ve DONE things. Some of which are shameful, embarrassing or just plain stupid.

In that vein. I was also a hardcore Girl-Power Spice Girls FANATIC. I had posters. Really. My niece Daniell helped me put them up, you can ask her about my obsession with NSYNC and Spice Girls. I think even then I knew Lance Bass was gay, but deep in my heart I didn’t care. That boy could since a nice bass–and that only faintly resonated in a punny sorta way to me back then. My humor has refined. (This is where Waffles coughs, and then nods at me. She humors me. She’s great like that)

Annnnnywhozles, as I said back in my chat room days, I have been busy either working or spending shamelessly wonderful days and hours with the man who I could safely declare The Best Boyfriend Ever. Or just Boyfriend, for short. Whichever. And back around halloween, in fact, October 3oth, I handed in my resignation at Cancer Center after being asked to. I wont go into all of the gory details, just that they were bleepity bleeps and did their best to run me off which only worked after they dredged up some clerical errors that I made during my probationary period. And since December, I’ve been temping. Which is actually quite nice when the employer you are contracted to is specific with your duties. Let me just say that apparently they had some real dolts in the position with Mail Order Pharmacy Call Center because they were impressed with me and I worked myself out of my little part time job.

Monday I start with a new contract, and I have no idea what I’ll be doing, all I know is some data entry is required and the dress code is business casual. Which I think is code for black jeans without holes, but I could be incorrect as I often am in these situations.

My new years resolution is to read a book a month. A good one. And maybe post a…well, review I guess is what I’d call it. I’m personally not big on book reviewers, I rarely read their pieces, but I’d love to be one some day. So here’s to the new year, may it suck considerably less than last year.