Okay, so it appears that the website is still working and hasn’t had too many problems. I haven’t addressed the image properties for the header and I don’t think I will. I guess I could find one of the rotating pics and just set it to stay on that one, but that’s so boring and makes it too easy to navigate. C’mon, challenges make us grow as a person and test our patience. Even if it is tested by a poorly designed header graphic. 
Not too much has changed recently. I applied for a tech support job with a fairly new company here in town. They haven’t learned the whole no tats/piercings/etc rule… muhaha. Anyway, I applied for the job through a temp agency, so I had an interview with the agency yesterday. They loved me, as interviewers are wont to do, and set me up an interview with the tech company. I, however, had gone out to lunch with my buddy Chris, and was unable to meet with them at the set time, so we made it later and voila, it all worked out.
[aside: For lunch, I had Pescado de la Veracruzana. It is steamed catfish over veggies, with rice and beans, and corn tortillas. By steamed catfish I mean, they took a catfish, flayed it, then steamed it. I had a fish on my plate. A real one, with eyes, teeth, tongue.. the whole shabang. It was an odd first time for me. I kinda poked at it for a bit, apologized to it a couple times, then ate it. Very tasty. More work than I'd like to put forth in my lunch hour though.]
Interview with tech company went relatively well, I’d like to think. I had a couple bonding moments with my interviewer. It was fine. I’m waiting to hear back from my temp company today to receive the verdict. I’m hoping to get this job, not because I think I’ll love it, but for probably two or so reasons: 1.) financial stability. it’s unknown to me at the moment. 2.) skillz. i will once again be able to troubleshoot without having to call all my sys admin friends and harass them for tech support info. 
3.) a regular work schedule. 40 hour weeks. $11something an hour. it equals out nicely. i think the shift i signed up for was something like 12p-9.30p, tues-sat. meh. It’s something. Now if I could only get my temp company to write up the contract so that I can do overtime. Squee!
I just realized that I’m constantly posting about my jobs. Wanna know why? Because they bore me. If I find one that I’m happy with, I’ll regale you, believe it. But until then, I’m going to be on the constant job search. And, it’s a pretty benign topic to constantly post about. I’m sure you don’t want to hear all the whiny arguments my roommate and I have, so I save that for my personal journal.
A look into my personal life right now: Edward is currently staying outside until I forgive him for eating the tail off one of my geckos. I checked in on them yesterday because the top of their tank was askew (which means, it was on the floor, along with everything else that was on top of it), and holy crap, I thought one of the geckos was missing her head. That threw me for a loop for a moment. But no, it was just her tail stump. I was pissed. I grabbed Edward (after chasing him around the house), shoved his face at the tank, and knocked him over the head a couple times. Tough love. My cats know it. I’m a nazi when it comes to training my animals – I don’t put up with bad behaviour. They know what I’m saying when I speak at them, they should acknowledge it and respect it. Mm hmm..
What else is fairly benign that I could ramble about? Oh, my house. It’s a lovely old place that was probably put together in the 70s.. or 60s.. I’m not sure. Someone before us decided to paint the whole thing salmon pink. The whole thing meaning the interior. The exterior is white. But inside, it’s salmon pink with dark burgundy carpet. It’s horrid really. (Except my room and the back bathroom which is attached to both back bedrooms. The two rooms, mine and the bathroom, are blue. With an ugly blue gray brown carpet. I dont really remember what color the carpet is. I want to say something like tan.) I was sitting on my toilet one morning, as I am wont to do in the mornings, and the salmon pink painted wall paper really started to bother me.. so I ripped at it until it was all gone. Then I realized that my bathroom was that fake wood siding so prevalent in mobile homes. This was not acceptable at all either, so I took a couple pints of spackle and textured the walls. Until recently, I hadn’t the tools to actually prime it so I could paint over it, but now I do, and one of these days, I’m going to. Probably some time before the exterminators come to inspect the house for termites. Oh yeah, we have termites. They crawl in my bed and when I wake up, they are chillin’ on the pillow next to me. 
Did I mention that I am so terribly fond of the place I live? Mostly just the yard. If I could make my room in the yard, I probably would. After all the landscaping time my roommate and I have put into it, it’s nice. I installed a drip system so I wouldn’t have to work so hard to make it look pretty. I planted a bunch of cast-offs from the flower shop I worked at. I lined all the beds with brick so the sand and other soil debris would stay in the beds. I fixed the brick path through the little garden area so it looked more level and even. There’s still a low spot in it that I need to fix, but that’s another day, another burst of angry energy. My porch is decorated with some of those cast-offs that I’ve revived enough to look nice and healthy. It’s all coming together. That’s my favorite part of the house, the yard. So let’s recap: 1.) termites, yay! 2.) mice under the kitchen (whee!), 3.) no real insulation (woo hoo!). Some nights, we all cuddle together for warmth, all four of us. It’s good times.
Let’s see.. what else. Oh, if you saw me at all around the end of last year, you’ll know I had dreads/braids. Those got cut off somewhere around late december, but before my birthday. Why do I remember it was before my birthday? Because on my birthday, I had a pompadour and a faux hawk. Two things you can’t really do with dreads/braids. But, some fit of emotional drama caused me to cut off my lovely braids.. again. My hair has since grown out since then and is around my chin in a semi A-line bob. Good ol’ standby. If I get that tech job, I’ll probably put braids back in again, this time will be better than the last, however. Every time I do it, I learn something new. I’ll be a pro soon enough. Oh yeah, and my hair’s a natural color – brown. With a couple little blond highlights (professionally done, mind you) near my face. Very benign. I’m sure countless people would be both shocked and pleased by my calm hair these days. Then there are some of my newer friends these days who recount the days when they first met me again near the end of last year, and I had dreads, and they thought it was so nifty because it reminded them of their dreads… ah.. dreaded reminiscing. So we both, my friend and I, decided to regain our missed hair styles – a mohawk and dreads. Me with the dreads, and him with the mohawk, because that’s what he sported when I first met him. It’ll be grand. His mohawk was only greater because it was sported with an Uncle Donaldesque beard, if you can imagine that. Or perhaps he’d gotten rid of the beard before the mohawk.. I don’t remember. But he’s constantly reminiscing about his missing beard. (My friend, not Uncle Donald.) And, as I am not in a relationship and don’t have to listen to my partner whining about my braided hair (“I like your long, pretty hair! why the dreads?”), I can do it and sleep with my cat, and she’ll love me just the way I am. Dreads and all. I will, however, have to increase the frequency of flea baths for her, which might cause a drop in love for me. But my scalp will thank me, and it will be joyous!
I’m sure I’ve rambled enough for one post. I’ll leave ya to it. Hope you’re all having a great day.
current quest: self-love. world-love. and letting go of things.
