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Feb. 8th, 2004 09:50 pmI've been laying low this weekend, because I managed to get a sore throat & runny nose yesterday - so I feel kind of crappy.
Besides that, nothing too eventful has happened, really. Just the same old, same old. Although, I did slip on the ice en route to the dumpster in the back of my apartment complex - I'm always afraid of slipping and falling flat on my ass, yet every time I fall on the ice, it's directly onto my left knee. Last night was no exception. (And I wonder why my left knee gets as noisy as a bowl of Rice Krispies ... yay for cartilidge damage!)
After that swell little stunt, I took myself out to dinner last night (Applebee's), and when I walked through the door & looked up at the TVs, I found myself looking right at Tyler Stewart of Barenaked Ladies on ESPN. :) Since the closed captioning was turned off, I had no idea what he was talking about (probably Hockey, since it was the All-Stars Hockey Game) - just that he looked damn good, bald head & glasses, and that devilish grin. {Yeah, that got me started, but you know if Steven Page showed up on the screen, I would've spontaneously combusted.}
After dinner - and watching the Eastern Division kick the Western Division's asses by the score of 13 - 6, I went home and watched Saturday Night Live. It was alright - could really do with out the "Zinger" sketch - and since Clay Aiken doesn't necessarily float my boat, I could care less about the musical guest. Ah well. I think I was in some pain from the fall, and getting sick didn't help the mood much, either.
Today, I stayed at home, did some laundry and tried to recuperate from feeling crummy. Finally got to see the film Man In The Moon, and watched the first half of Woody Allen's Purple Rose of Cairo before going down for a nap.
Tomorrow, I get to go to work and give my notice of resignation. It feels weird to do it, but I know that it's necessary. Also, before I give notice, I'll be thanking them for considering me for what a friend called the "lateral move" - the Processing Service Center position. Telling mom that I wasn't taking the job, well, she wasn't the happiest about it, because she thought it would be a promotion.
To be honest, it's like a glorified front desk position, with some insurance work thrown in for good measure. They'd considered me for it because I had all those years at the front desk, as well as my time doing customer service. And the claims advocacy that mom was getting hopped up over - that would be maybe an hour or so per day.
For the record, this is how the job is described ... get on your hip waders, my lovelies, it's gonna get deep: ( Just one good day job... )
Besides that, nothing too eventful has happened, really. Just the same old, same old. Although, I did slip on the ice en route to the dumpster in the back of my apartment complex - I'm always afraid of slipping and falling flat on my ass, yet every time I fall on the ice, it's directly onto my left knee. Last night was no exception. (And I wonder why my left knee gets as noisy as a bowl of Rice Krispies ... yay for cartilidge damage!)
After that swell little stunt, I took myself out to dinner last night (Applebee's), and when I walked through the door & looked up at the TVs, I found myself looking right at Tyler Stewart of Barenaked Ladies on ESPN. :) Since the closed captioning was turned off, I had no idea what he was talking about (probably Hockey, since it was the All-Stars Hockey Game) - just that he looked damn good, bald head & glasses, and that devilish grin. {Yeah, that got me started, but you know if Steven Page showed up on the screen, I would've spontaneously combusted.}
After dinner - and watching the Eastern Division kick the Western Division's asses by the score of 13 - 6, I went home and watched Saturday Night Live. It was alright - could really do with out the "Zinger" sketch - and since Clay Aiken doesn't necessarily float my boat, I could care less about the musical guest. Ah well. I think I was in some pain from the fall, and getting sick didn't help the mood much, either.
Today, I stayed at home, did some laundry and tried to recuperate from feeling crummy. Finally got to see the film Man In The Moon, and watched the first half of Woody Allen's Purple Rose of Cairo before going down for a nap.
Tomorrow, I get to go to work and give my notice of resignation. It feels weird to do it, but I know that it's necessary. Also, before I give notice, I'll be thanking them for considering me for what a friend called the "lateral move" - the Processing Service Center position. Telling mom that I wasn't taking the job, well, she wasn't the happiest about it, because she thought it would be a promotion.
To be honest, it's like a glorified front desk position, with some insurance work thrown in for good measure. They'd considered me for it because I had all those years at the front desk, as well as my time doing customer service. And the claims advocacy that mom was getting hopped up over - that would be maybe an hour or so per day.
For the record, this is how the job is described ... get on your hip waders, my lovelies, it's gonna get deep: ( Just one good day job... )
