I'm Baaaack...
So...it's been a chaotic few months. I'm not going to go into details, just give a summary. I've got wheels again--still haven't fixed my old car (the friend that was going to do the repairs for me has had his hands full with family issues--and you can't really pressure someone who's doing something for free to do it faster), but one of my co-workers had a Chevy Beretta that she was trying to sell (she and her husband had just bought a Trailblazer a few months earlier, so the Beretta was literally just sitting in their driveway and nobody had come to look at it, even when they listed it). I got it for a song, and only had to spend about $30 to get it to pass safety and emissions. I need to get in touch with Doug and see if he's finished cleaning out his jeep yet...because he was GIVING that to me, once he got his junk out of it (his schedule is crazier than mine!)
My foal is alive and well...mostly well, anyway, he keeps having minor catastrophes that don't really result in any injury or serious illness...they just keep us nervous. My mare is doing very well, though she's in dire need of a farrier's attention. And Edgar is still being a noisy slob...I've taken to covering his cage at night because he'll start beating his wings against the cage walls when it gets light enough...not an issue in March, but when it starts getting light at 6 am, he makes it difficult to get enough sleep.
Work is...well, work. I love the casts we have this year, though there are a couple of people who are slowly working on getting on my very last nerve. And, Lagoon being Lagoon, they decided it was more prudent to make me have to go to fabric stores and the like to figure out exactly which items I need to get for maintenance purposes, and then have someone else go to the same store to actually buy them. At first, I was annoyed...and then I was going to put together the purchasing list with all the item descriptions as 'color to match THIS COSTUME' and let them try and figure it out. And then I realized that I would get paid for doing the work to properly identify the items I needed, and I didn't have to go to the trouble of keeping track of the receipts. Plus, if I give them a good, complete list, and they STILL screw it up (and I'm pretty sure they will...they always do), then I can take the director, go to our Supervising Manager, and say, "Now, see...you've already paid TWICE for someone to go to this store, and now someone's got to go AGAIN because they didn't get it right...when you could have just paid once." Some things never change, and Lagoon's penchant for spending a dollar to save a dime is on that list.
I've had a few breaks from the monotony of my non-existant social life, but thus far nothing with any lasting potential. I'm actually rather envious of Nick...for the first time in my life, I feel like I'm at a point where I'd be able to share myself with someone...but the takers who show up don't stick around (worse, one of them keeps coming back to the park to introduce me to new boyfriends. At least she's broken the curse of me being the guy women date when they meet the man they're going to marry...) One decided that she was going to go back to being a pagan Priestess (I'm not sure which pagan religion she was following...another pagan friend I have who I mentioned this story to laughed aloud and pointed out that pretty much only the neo-Pagan religions have Priestesses...I don't know, I still haven't felt the incentive to research it much). Another was...well, let's just say that I was way too tame for her tastes, though we still email and IM from time to time. And everyone else at this point is so far away that they are merely intriguing diversions with no real potential to become a serious relationship.
So, yeah. Aside from being extremely quiet here, and being stuck behind the wheel of something other than a Chevy S-10 Blazer, not much has changed for me. We'll see if I manage to change that. Later, all!
So...it's been a chaotic few months. I'm not going to go into details, just give a summary. I've got wheels again--still haven't fixed my old car (the friend that was going to do the repairs for me has had his hands full with family issues--and you can't really pressure someone who's doing something for free to do it faster), but one of my co-workers had a Chevy Beretta that she was trying to sell (she and her husband had just bought a Trailblazer a few months earlier, so the Beretta was literally just sitting in their driveway and nobody had come to look at it, even when they listed it). I got it for a song, and only had to spend about $30 to get it to pass safety and emissions. I need to get in touch with Doug and see if he's finished cleaning out his jeep yet...because he was GIVING that to me, once he got his junk out of it (his schedule is crazier than mine!)
My foal is alive and well...mostly well, anyway, he keeps having minor catastrophes that don't really result in any injury or serious illness...they just keep us nervous. My mare is doing very well, though she's in dire need of a farrier's attention. And Edgar is still being a noisy slob...I've taken to covering his cage at night because he'll start beating his wings against the cage walls when it gets light enough...not an issue in March, but when it starts getting light at 6 am, he makes it difficult to get enough sleep.
Work is...well, work. I love the casts we have this year, though there are a couple of people who are slowly working on getting on my very last nerve. And, Lagoon being Lagoon, they decided it was more prudent to make me have to go to fabric stores and the like to figure out exactly which items I need to get for maintenance purposes, and then have someone else go to the same store to actually buy them. At first, I was annoyed...and then I was going to put together the purchasing list with all the item descriptions as 'color to match THIS COSTUME' and let them try and figure it out. And then I realized that I would get paid for doing the work to properly identify the items I needed, and I didn't have to go to the trouble of keeping track of the receipts. Plus, if I give them a good, complete list, and they STILL screw it up (and I'm pretty sure they will...they always do), then I can take the director, go to our Supervising Manager, and say, "Now, see...you've already paid TWICE for someone to go to this store, and now someone's got to go AGAIN because they didn't get it right...when you could have just paid once." Some things never change, and Lagoon's penchant for spending a dollar to save a dime is on that list.
I've had a few breaks from the monotony of my non-existant social life, but thus far nothing with any lasting potential. I'm actually rather envious of Nick...for the first time in my life, I feel like I'm at a point where I'd be able to share myself with someone...but the takers who show up don't stick around (worse, one of them keeps coming back to the park to introduce me to new boyfriends. At least she's broken the curse of me being the guy women date when they meet the man they're going to marry...) One decided that she was going to go back to being a pagan Priestess (I'm not sure which pagan religion she was following...another pagan friend I have who I mentioned this story to laughed aloud and pointed out that pretty much only the neo-Pagan religions have Priestesses...I don't know, I still haven't felt the incentive to research it much). Another was...well, let's just say that I was way too tame for her tastes, though we still email and IM from time to time. And everyone else at this point is so far away that they are merely intriguing diversions with no real potential to become a serious relationship.
So, yeah. Aside from being extremely quiet here, and being stuck behind the wheel of something other than a Chevy S-10 Blazer, not much has changed for me. We'll see if I manage to change that. Later, all!
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