It is no secret that I am currently employed at a grocery store. Working in a store, I predictably have to deal with the piped-in music, because God Forbid that people shuffle through a store that is quiet save for the bustle of people. I'm sure there's a good reason for doing things that way, mind you, but it doesn't mean that I have to wonder ( Read more... )

I am, at the moment, rather sick--I have some manner of sinus infection that gave me a lovely fever last night and this morning and kept me out of work because I couldn't trust myself to not topple over if I were to stand up. For the first time since I started working so many years ago, I was frustrated and angry that I was missing a day of work ( Read more... )

Internet, my wife has left me to go on a business trip to LA, and I am handling this separation as bravely as I may, while attempting to focus on my studies and the list of things that was left for me to accomplish in her absence. Which of course means that I've only managed about half of the things on the list, I've made little headway in the ( Read more... )

But not quite ( Read more... )

Apparently, some job posting that I applied to a month ago for an administrative assistant position at one of the many colleges in my area decided that they liked the cut of my jib--or my resume--so much that they called me today, asking to set up a telephone interview between myself and three folk who are in charge of such decisions as hiring ( Read more... )

Some blog that is slowly mouldering, forgotten to the ages. Somewhat like this blog now, come to think of it. Somewhere on Blogspot, I want to say. I should look that blog up, perhaps dust it off with care, and see what the hell I would have created it for. When I do figure it out, perhaps I will let you all know about it. It might be ( Read more... )

-I got a new job, wherein I am paid hourly for my efforts instead of on commission ( Read more... )

I've got this thesis, you see. It involves Béroul's Tristran and Yseut and a lot of literature about the formation and execution of twelfth century "law," which is more like twelfth century custom and twelfth century whatever-the-men-in-charge-can-get-you-to-believe-or-enforce. In that way, it's surprisingly like current law systems, only it wasn ( Read more... )

I need to be doing things. Important things. Things that will shape the rest of my life, probably. Not included in this list of things is being listless in my desk chair, browsing the internet, and running for the safety of a pointless Livejournal post when the crushing fear comes down on my head ( Read more... )

I am a dude on the phone who is going to sort out his insurance--

And I'm done. Well. That was easy.

Traveler's Insurance, people. The chaps with the big red umbrella. They are good folk. I endorse them.