relocating ... getting passed over ... general hodge-podge

recently i've found it in my best interest to find a new place to live. i won't go into specifics as, really, it's no ones business and the ones who know me and are important to me know what is going on anyway. however, let's just say my current living arrangement is less than desirable and has been for some time.

i've been apartment hunting in various areas and i've found a location that seems like a good spot, aside from one detail which i will get to in a minute.

i took a look at the floor plan of this location and it's a 1 bedroom, 1 bath with kitchen, living room/dining room and appears to have lots of closet space, so that's a plus. the asking price for it is $585.00 with utilities included. i especially like the the sound of the last part ... say it with me people ... "utilities included." the community actually has a laundromat on site and is well within walking distance from a couple grocery stores and other amenities. i can swing $585/mo, give or take a few dollars.

now, the bad part ... it's in (dun dun dun ......) dundalk. anyone who knows me knows that i have an aversion to dundalk ... i generally close my eyes while in dundalk, even when i'm driving--which really makes for interesting lane changes. now ... i've talked myself into swallowing a fair amount of my pride and living among the classless society known as white trash and right now i will live with the motto: "beggars can't be choosers" ... which could be why many of dundalk's inhabitants appear homeless.

ok, perhaps i am being a bit harsh ... i have friends that live in or around dundalk and i would never classify them as white trash. i think they're the proverbial 'diamond in the rough' and i would never judge them for where they live ... especially when there are plans on my horizon to be joining them. oy. i've just never heard of anything good coming from dundalk and i'm afraid people won't visit me while i live there. assuage my fears, my friends ... promise me that if i move to dundalk you won't think any less of me. pinky swear.

i will keep you updated as further details are known

moving on ....

i just found out today that i got passed over for a permanent position here where i work. as of right now i am classified as a 'contractor' which, as we all know, is a glorified term for 'temp.'

recently quite a few people were laid off due to the end of a contract and of those people getting laid off, several were selected to fill in open spots in other areas working on other projects. one of the people slated to get laid off was actually given the position that my boss wanted me for, but realized that if she were to offer the job to a 'temp' instead of a permanent employee who was to be laid off, there could be some ramifications so, tada ... i got passed over. i'm sad a bit by it because i really need job stability right now, however, i'm glad that someone didn't lose their job. i'm being pulled from both sides on this one.

one bright side of learning all of this, however, is that now i have concrete proof that my manager is really taking steps to hire me on full time and give me the stability i need. previously it was just speculation: why would they take the time to train me in all these other systems and software unless they were going to keep me? why would they move my desk to sit with all the other permanent people and leave all the other 'temps' there? so on, so forth.

moving on some more ...

there's a new person working at dunkin' donuts ... to call him retarded would be an insult ... not to him, but to mentally handicapped people everywhere. people with downe's look at him and are like, "wow .. he's fucking retarded."

it took him approximately 10 minutes to get my bagel this morning ... 10 minutes ... and the other girl who was working was just laughing and was like, "sorry .. he's really slow." yeah, no shit.

also ...

i was behind another bad driver on the way to work today. bleh.

and finally ... in closing ...

the reason it took me so long to post something today is really, i didn't know what to post about. i seem to always bitch about dunkin' donuts and bad drivers and this morning, that's all i was thinking about. thanks mrs.twink for pointing out that i hadn't posted.

T.G.I.F. the 13th!

so, it's friday the 13th ... ooooh ... jason, jason, jason, jason, chh, chh, chh, chh, jason, jason, jason, jason, chh, chh, chh, chh. ok, that music used to freak the shit out of me growing up and my brother, seeing the discomfort that it caused me, used to do this trick that always scared me. he'd dry his upper teeth with his shirt and then push his top lip up over them where it would stick and give him this odd half-killer/half-mongoloid look and he'd whisper that song while walking slowly after me in the house. i'd run away, yelling at him to stop.

me: stop it! i'm going to tell dad!
brother: ::eyes wide with a blank stare, whispering:: jason, jason, jason, jason, chh, chh, chh, chh.
me: STOP!!! i hate you!
brother: jason, jason, jason, jason, chh, chh, chh, chh.
me: ::storming into my bedroom and slamming and locking my door:: you're going to hell!
brother: ::stands outside door and rubs his open fingers down it and creating a squeal that broke me::
me: ::crying::
brother: ::laughing::

and people wonder why we don't get along. to this day if he puts his top lip over his upper teeth, it gives me a chill. he's got the face of a killer.

hope you enjoyed that little trip along memory lane ... now, onto more recent issues:

seriously? why, why, why do people brake going up hills? it's unfathomable. i was stuck behind the slowest person in the world today on the way to work and there aren't that many hills, but every time we'd get to one and he'd start up it, he'd ride his brakes. is there some law of physics i don't know about that if you add more resistance to a hill climb that you will make it up with less difficulty? please, someone explain this to me. i can't imagine the thought process of this cooter as he begins his climb ...

old cooter: nice and easy now ... niiiiiice and easy ...

if you've ever been on the phone with me while i am driving, you can probably imagine what i was screaming at the guy. i'm a very angry driver at times, especially when i am behind retarded motorists. finally, another lane opened up and i whipped into it and passed him. he made me late for work this morning. i despise bad drivers and, yes, i lump slow drivers into that same category.

i am so happy it's friday! i have dinner plans at pazo tonight with jamie, terri, bill, steve, paul and bob-ooooooo. afterward, we'll most likely head to the central for drinks. i'm still a little undecided if i will go out afterward. i rather enjoyed my weekend off last week and i seriously wouldn't mind another, so it'll be one of those judgement calls once i am out in the city. and you know me and my judgement ..... it's a little skewed. we shall see. i'm just looking forward to dinner. i think that will be a lot of fun. i guess pazo is a type of place where you go and you basically stay for 3 hours and chat and eat tapas and i do so enjoy conversation. i will have my camera, so expect pictures.

ok, well, that's it for now. i should start posting my blogs later in the day so i can write about things that happen later, but i guess if anything exciting or funny occurs, i'll just have to write another one.

ta.