So as I might have mentioned on here about half a dozen times, I’m firing off job applications hardcore trying to land myself somewhere productive and with an income. One of those applications got back to me early this afternoon, wanting me to come in for an interview. So after the requisit call to the mother thing (sadly, I still need to borrow her wheels), it was confirmed that I can do so tomorrow. At 9:00. In the morning. Have I lost my bloody mind? Er, wait, never mind. Lost implies it was once had. So tomorrow I haull my ass outa bed at mumble thirty, make myself look relatively presentable, then drag myself off to an interview. Which means I could have a job again by the beginning of August. If they want me to start any sooner than that, well, they’re just gonna have to work with me a little bit. That other job I was looking at decided apparently they didn’t want to hire me, so that’ll be their loss. I’ll go for the interview tomorrow, and if I like what they’re offering me, I’ll go from there. It’s a mad awesome skillz bidding war out there, and my mad awesome skillz are for sale.
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Wherein James lands an interview on less than 24 hours’ notice.
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Twitterings of the me.
- 07:06 Internets are working. Not that I care at the moment. More TV shows are downloading. I go pass out now. #
- 07:07 PS: The all night conversation is made of awesome. #
- 14:22 Mmmm, awakeness. Kinda makes that whole sleep thing worth something. #
- 04:24 There’s probably something to be said about posting from in bed that you’re going to bed, but I’ll do it anyway. #
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Twitterings of the me.
- 14:52 Finally dragged my ass out of bed. *And* applied for another job. I are productive! #
- 16:23 All caught up on family affairs. Actually wanted to be, for a change; news of a new kid to spoil will do that. #
- 20:51 How slow are my internets? I can post this via text faster. #
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Teh birthday!
Happy birthday, french_creek! Hopefully your next trip around the sun’s equally as good as or better than the last one. And, random fact for your contemplation or ignoring. You now share a birthday with my cousin’s baby, who I was just informed was born at 3:00 this morning and came in at 8 lbs, 6 az. So I guess, that makes it a double birthday, even though one of them will probably never see it. So happy birthday also to Haily Victoria!
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Twitterings of the me.
- 11:59 Am awake. Dad and brother dropped by for a couple minutes. I expected one, but not the other. … And I still have no phone line. #
- 12:46 Still don’t think I should be up yet. Bell guy, show up already. #
- 13:06 Bell dood’s here. Still no idea where the problem is. #
- 13:11 Don’t have net access. Call me if it’s important. #
- 13:23 He can’t find the phone line apparently. This could be a while. #
- 13:32 And he’s a newbie to boot. I should have just done this myself. #
- 13:49 Phone line’s fixed. And I have net access again. Now I go eat something. #
- 15:29 @samari76 Good news, I hope. #
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Yayness and such.
Mister Bell technician finally showed up. Took him all of half an hour to 40 minutes to do his thing. And 2/3 of that was him trying to find where my phone line connects downstairs. I swear this guy’d been doing his job for maybe a week. And now, the phone line works, and I have net access again (I was without it while he was tinkering). Now I just have to make a certain phone call to a certain someone at a certain time so she’s not thinking I’m abandoning/ignoring her. Or something. Or just because we didn’t get to talk much yesterday. And now, I go do that.
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Twitterings of the me.
- 10:51 Giving fixing the cousin’s laptop another go round. Thinking it may be faster and easier to tell her to reinstall the damn thing. #
- 11:18 Laptop’s pretty done. I can fix the software problems, but she’s got motherboard or fan failure issues. That’s gonna be $expensive. #
- 13:22 No, “Ken” does not live here. But you can accidentally call my number any time you want. #
- 13:23 PS: Twitter was displaying some funky 500 error before it went down for “maintenance”. Probably why my text didn’t go through. #
- 13:24 @chellenator Never let it be said that the two of you don’t look very domestic together. 🙂 #
- 13:31 @chellenator Obviously someone’s not doing something right! #
- 13:49 @samari76 Truer words were never spoken. And all the stupid ends up calling you. #
- 14:51 @valdemaximus You have just killed the doughnut. Killed. It’s dead. #
- 15:14 Why is Jango on a Blondie kick this afternoon…? #
- 01:52 Have no landline, call the cell if I’m needed. Bell Canada, die in a fire. #
- 02:03 Fought with Bell’s automated system, a tech should be out here sometime tomorrow. Between 8 and 5, they say. Thank God I’m not working. #
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I can has working phone line plz?
Is this going to be a quarterly affair now? For the third (fourth, maybe?) time this year, I’m landline-less. I didn’t even bother with Bell’s tech support this time; they’d just make me do the same damn thing I did 6 times before calling in. Instead, I decided to pull my hair out trying to navigate their automated system. Eh, it’s still so much easier than speaking to some dood from India. So after jumping through the requisit computerized hoops (you’d think, having worked for a computer company, I’d be used to that), a technician will be out here tomorrow. between… the hours of 8:00 AM and 5:00 PM. Well damn. Good thing I’m unemployed. They sure aren’t being all that work schedule friendly. And of all the reasons I can think of where I’d love to just call in sick, waiting for a Bell Canada technician to show up is so not one of them.
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Oh my.
I’m not all that crazy about Blondie. In fact, I think I might only like maybe one of her songs and that one’s completely by accident. But for some strange reason or another, it’s made the play list a couple times already. Did Jango decide to have an 80’s music day or something and not tell anyone?
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Yay for teh birthday!
Well, or something. Okay, 4 days late. Sue me. The mother thing and one of my aunts ended up coming up for the afternoon/evening, and mostly because we had no damn clue where the hell else to go for foodstuffs, we ended up at East Side Mario’s. As usual, the food there was pretty close to damn good. Even mom, who’s usually the first to find something wrong with her meal, couldn’t really criticize. The mother decided to get a little snap happy, but didn’t have her camera on her. She bought supper, so I was sort of obliged to let her use the one on my phone… that, folks, is why the word “oops” was invented. In an attempt to embarrass the hell out of me (she’s my own mother, and she still doesn’t know how hard that is), she had the restaurant’s waiting staff do their usual little birthday thing. I kinda just stood there wondering whatkinda crack they were smoking.
The snap happy that is my mother didn’t really stop with me, though. My aunt was sitting to my right, and wasn’t exactly safe from the camera either. This girl so doesn’t like her picture taken. And, y’know, because she was apparently obliged to take her poor sister’s picture, I just have to post it.
Mom gave me a new watch, and a bottle of whine for my birthday. My aunt gave me a bottle of rie. So after we got back from supper, mom and I killed about 3/4 of the first bottle between the two of us (well, okay, mostly it was me). Then we hit up the casino, where I promptly donated 25 bucks when it was all said and done. Mom walked outa there $60 poorer, and I think so too did my aunt. All in all though, I suspect there were some good times to be had. Now, all I have to worry about is whether or not these here pictures will cooperate.
