Monthly Archive for September, 2006

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My cat is crappy – but I’m not

I have miraculously come out of the “funk” I was in for the past month. I think it began on Monday (of all days) that the fog started to roll back out to sea. I think it was mainly due to the work excursion to SoCal – at which I was wined and dined by a large car company. Staying at the Ritz for a night with your six course meal in your tummy and the 36″ plasma screen tv as your night light is not a bad way to start the week off. One of the many highlights of this trip was that I got to test drive the Sequel. One of only two cars in the world. Pretty rad. I do have to say that I am really getting into this whole car “thing”. It is alot of fun and I am learning a TON about vehicles and the technology of the future.

On another note – my cat. Today I took my cat to the vet for her annual shots. For those that know me and my horrific bitch of a cat know that she is “stressed” alot. What this normally means for me is a home welcoming that includes a nice pile of poop on the floor for me to clean up. Since I have been travelling alot for work this “stress” has increased in quantity. So while at the vet I voiced my concerns about my kitty ONE more time to which the doc replied, “Well there really isnt much you can do…..” Then she went to give my cat her shot. Funny thing….my kitty got “stressed” all over the doc. (HILAAARIOUS – I tried to refrain from laughing!) My cat is now on steroids for her “stress” a.k.a. irritable bowel syndrome. Suprisingly enough the pill was a cinch to administer. Surrounded it with this miracle invention called the pill pockets. My cat does not normally like treats – but holy crap she loved this thing. She was meowing for another right after I gave her one to try. This is a breakthrough people! It would be so nice to be able to leave the house for a day or two and not have to come home to a stinky house.

So overall I am going to have to go with – yeah I had a pretty good week. And it is nice to be on the upswing of my moods again. I missed being happy.

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Dirty Rat.

So there is this power struggle where I work between everyone and the one person that holds it all together. They say that the one who holds it together is a “obsessive-compulsive, passive agressive, control freak” who is super secretive in order to maintain control over everyone else. I used to think it was far-fetched. Then I thought I could see where they were coming from, but it didn’t really affect me. Now, it seems like it is affecting me and to be honest, I am at an impass. On one hand, things can just stay the way they are. I could keep working on my own and not freak out when this control freak doesn’t follow through.

Or I could become a dirty rat. The others have been sending emails to our boss telling her every time this other person screws up. Which is frequent. And everyone assumes it is because this person is a control freak. So should I follow suit and run the risk of being on the “wrong side” of the person I rely on the most for my job to go smoothly? Or do I just keep my mouth shut and hope things don’t get worse for me?

The best part is, I am temporary. So I can only imagine what it would be like if I was a permanent employee. Which I was going to apply for, but I don’t know if I could manage staying here for a long period of time.

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8:45 AM

I think that 8:45 AM is too early in the morning to be crying. Why am I? I don’t know. It could be because we moved furniture around in our house last night. My “office” is now in our bedroom. It is really crowded with furniture and there really is not place for me to do yoga anymore. Not that I did it all that often to begin with, but at least before I had dusty floorspace to work with. Winemonkey complained the whole time during the moving process because we had to take the desk apart and put it back together. But once it was moved, he said, “That wasn’t so bad.” I really wanted a big desk in the office so that I didn’t feel cramped or anything. Now that it is part of my bedroom, I wish it was smaller and less intrusive. Nothing I can do now.

I am also feeling really apprehensive about applying for this job. The people I would work with are not really very nice. I mean, they are like regular people, not overly nice. Which probably wouldn’t be a problem for anyone but someone like me. Someone who is crying at 8:45 in the morning. I talked with a couple of co-workers about how I was considering not applying for the job and how I was frustrated with the system and under a lot of pressure to perform and one of them called our boss and told her all that I said. So then I had to have a giant conversation with my boss about how I am just frustated and that it will pass. Because this is the kind of shit that would keep me from getting a job here.

A job I am not even sure I want anymore.

This weekend, I saw my friends/boss at a birthday party. It was the guy that I worked for over the summer. That job wasn’t awesome either, but it was good. And the people there were at least friendly. I got to do a lot of self-directed work that wasn’t so complicated that it made my head hurt. And he thanked me several times for everything that I had done for them. And it made me think that I could really use a feel good job. Where everyday wasn’t a deadline.

Maybe that is why I am crying at 8:45 in the morning. I have six deadlines to meet today, three tomorrow, three or four on Wednesday… and so all I have to look forward to is deadlines.

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Damn bastards.

Dear Northern California –

Why will you not let me get my car smogged? Same day appointment? $90? When I have an appointment for the next day and it should only cost me $50? I’ll pass. But then I will go to my appointment and the bastard doesn’t even have the decency to call me and tell me that the machine is broken. So I waste all of my morning at the house when I could have been in working my little heart out. Then when I call to confirm that if I take my car in at 8 tomorrow morning it will be done by 8:30… the bastard tells me that there is no garauntee and that I have to wait it out like everyone else. Doesn’t even try to honor the fact that I made an appointment and HE had to cancel it. Honestly. I just want to get it taken care of and I am running out of time.

I hope that your little hippy northern california attitude drowns you in a sea of smog.

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From 1000 to 100.

Seriously. About two month’s ago when I was writing dribble everyday, I had 1000 people come to this website. Now that i haven’t even had time to plan a decent party for Winemonkey, let alone post something interesting, I am down to 100 readers. So sad.

With that being said, my little Winemonkey has gotten himself an assistant winemaking position. I am terribly excited for him. It is what he has always wanted. And now, he is living his dream… or will be once his one week vacation is over. Yeah. Did I mention that his new boss gave him a week’s paid vacation before he starts? How nice is that??!!?

I am gearing up to fill out an application for my dream job as well. If I get it, there will be lot less blogging, because I will not be able to talk about work. Ever. And theoretically, I will be finished with my dissertation by the end of this month…. so we will see how that goes.

And then what will be left? I will have to start doing exciting things with myself just so that you don’t have to read about lame things.

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Am I ready?

Moving is hard work. Both mentally and physically. I have not really been in the right mind set the past couple of weeks to prepare for the move. I have successfully gotten rid of half of my material possessions – but am now starting to feel sad about it. At first I was relieved – but now looking at my very empty apartment- I am just sad. With everything gone and no one really around I just feel very alone lately. Even when there are people around me I still feel alone.

I am also beginning to get nervous about the move. I have lived in this town for five years. I have grown accustomed. After five years I finally have found my routine – my favorite/routine places all know my name or at least my face. I am going to have to find a whole new routine and god only know how long it will take me.

I know this is the best thing for me, but I am just not so sure this is the best thing for me at this moment in time. I have not been making the most rationale decisions in the past couple of weeks and I know that I get very cranky and irritable in the month of September for other personal reasons. For those close to me you know why. I guess the big question is – Am I ready for this? Can I handle this much change in such a short amount of time?

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