I made it before another 12 months rolled by! If I keep this rate up, I might have some semblance of an update schedule... but I wouldn't worry- I'll be back to thinking of updating instead of doing it in no time.
As for now,
I'm back at work! I had a brief (like two and a half week) stay with Target, but on day two I remembered why retail jobs are so readily available, and why I swore I'd never cotton to a job where I get lotion on my hands. How can people stand looking at diapers and Advil bottles all day? They're the real heroes... except for the actual ones.
Currently I'm working in an office in Carlsbad, which is about 35 miles from San Diego. It's supposed to be a call center, but we haven't had a single call in four days, so I'm essentially getting paid to tell you fine folks about it, makes jokes with Graham Linehan on Twitter, and read forums about movie mistakes.
You know, things are actually working out quite nicely. I'm not feeling the guilt-ridden pangs of being unemployed anymore- dare I say I'm actually happy? If not happy, then definitely on the road in that general direction.
Oh yeah- and for those not in the know: my insurance debacle was finally settled back in July. I have a new car- a 1995 Ford Mustang convertible. I have dubbed her the Green Hornet, and I am aware it is a bit of a misnomer, so please, just run with it?
What else can I briefly update you on... I'm still DJing for KSDT, and with this job, it means I will be able to stick to the schedule. Please tune in this Saturday from 12:00 p.m to 2:00 p.m. PST (3:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m. EST) to hear more stories, synthesizers, and severe banter.
I really have got to start writing more. Be it here, for my personal interests, or even for creative and potential endeavors. This time, however, I don't intend it to be an empty promise. I have a story I'm working on transcribing and then editing- perhaps I'll post it and maybe you fine folks can give me some feedback?
Oh, Pre-Post Script- thank you to all of you for the birthday wishes. My birthday was a lovely time, and it ended how I always dreamed it would: drunk in the 1970s in a red leather booth, with hamburger grease on my paisley tie and a heart of helium.
Til' next time, please, continue to love each other as I do you.
This is what I've always wanted.