So everyone's been all introspective here recently.  And by "everyone," I mean Matt, Meagan, my folks, Gail, and so on, and by "here," I mean LJ, the OTHER other blog place, emails and phone conversations.  I think about the stuff you all are suddenly thinking about--or suddenly in the mood to share what you think, or discuss--all the time.  It's ( Read more... )

So.  Quick update about the state of my life.  I did my first 4-hour stint as a "substitute" housekeeper type thingy at this B&B in Wicker Park, and it was fine.  Nothing exciting, the owner was cleaning with me and telling me what's what all at once, but she didn't really want to chat, which was my favorite part about housekeeping at the Marcum, ( Read more... )

It's been a while since I felt like putting something down on [virtual] paper, but tonight I was watched The Big Chill.  I felt two opposing things while watching, which is typical for us crazy oxymoronical Geminis.  The first thing--the easier thing--was that the soundtrack is awesome.  My parents have had the soundtrack basically since CDs were ( Read more... )

I saw the lovely Ms. Laura tonight. We had some good sandwiches--hers was spicier than she expected but she handled it with grace--and then came back to the inn for some good, old-fashioned research on how to hippity hop all across Europe for less than $2000. Oh yeah. We're gonna do it. I found a round-trip plane ticket for $783 (part of my ( Read more... )

Okay, I know that's not a very dramatic subject line for my first post in like months, but it makes me snicker. Who doesn't love droppin'-the-V-card jokes?? (Other than repressed people ( Read more... )

It's official.  Norwegian Cruise Lines can bite my delicious size 10 ass.  I get a call today.  Not only do they want me to fax in crap that I'd asked if I should or not and not gotten an answer about oh, SIX WEEKS AGO, but it'll take me ANOTHER THREE MONTHS just to get my Merchant Mariner's document in order.  WTF? I asked politely, and the woman ( Read more... )

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Ohhhkay, so after all that trouble with Norwegian, with all that agonizing decision-making that resulted in my mature decision to go to New York, I got a fuckin phone call from Norwegian on Monday night.

Oh no.
(oh YEAH)

It turns out, the woman I was talking to A MONTH AGO was a temp, and no one figured out she hadn't gotten me medically cleared ( Read more... )

Okay, so fuck Norwegian Cruise Lines anyway, I've had enough. Even if I did hunt down the right person and get the damn job and go, I'm going to be crazy bitter if the job isn't orgasmic, right? So why bother? Plenty of other fish in the sea; my yoga instructor (and all the other lovely people in my yoga class) says clearly there's a reason that ( Read more... )

So.  My week has been uber shitty.  I STILL never heard from anyone at NCL, I don't know if I missed some sort of "deadline" today because I never heard, I cannot find any sort of personnel phone number, and the only thing I can really do is just repeat to myself over and over, "They have up to three recruitments a day, four days a week: They NEED ( Read more... )