Dead? No. Lazy and unmotivated, why yes, that would be me.
Have had a few things going on recently. Highest on the list I suppose would be the fact that I am now unemployed. I didn't get fired, I quit. Ever since my last entry things had started to go further and further downhill and just get more and more complicated. I felt like I could just never get ahead. So, I put in my notice. I was fairly (I think) professional about it. I let them know what my issues were, that I didn't have a problem with the company or staff (not entirely true, but why open a can of worms, right?), but that I just no longer felt that I was the right person for the position, and that I thought it would be better for myself and the company if they found someone else. Told them I would stay until they found someone to replace me, and that I would even help to train that person if need be, but that I just needed to be somewhere else. Done, and done. So now, I'm unemployed again. I have been openly criticized, by more then one person actually, for quitting before I had something else lined up. While it's probably not the smartest move ever I'm not really stressing. So bite me. Bigger and better things baby.
I went up to Flagstaff to see Elaine this weekend. Tara and I rented a car (since mine wont even go backwards, let alone up a mountain), and just went. I had never actually made the drive myself, but I wasn't worried. Follow the I-17 til you run out of freeway, then drive in the direction of the giant white (suspiciously boobie shaped) dome, and BAM, NAU. We had a pretty decent time, I would have like to have stayed Sunday night too, but I had plans (see below).Ran into Raul who is now in band, and he invited us to a party at his place. I had fun, but Elaine and Tara were kinda pissing on my parade. But, in their defense, Elaine was dog tired, and Tara is in this anti-social funk that I'm doing my damndest to break her out of. I was kinda trying to kick my game to this guy I met last year who's still cute (yes, Bree, My "Mandy"), but it's hard to do when one friend is practically falling asleep standing up and the other is making lost puppy faces from the corner of the dining room where she planted herself for the ENTIRE EVENING. Le sigh. Better luck next time.
It started to snow on Saturday night, and by Sunday morning a good 6 inches were on the freaking ground. Greaaaaat. Dispite the fact that I have been driving for 6 years now, I have NEVER had to drive in snow. So what better time to learn then when you're driving a rented Dodge Neon that you only paid for basic coverage on! Yay!! Except not. I live in the fucking desert for a reason people!! As much as I bitched (oh and believe me, I did!) I have to admit it was kinda pretty. I used to love snow. I had forgotten what it was like to wake up in the morning and find out the first major snow had fallen while you where sleeping. Maybe I'll lift my ban on visiting Elaine during the winter. Maybe.
So last night Shana and I went to see Boyz II Men. OR as we've been calling it, BIIM -1. It was kind of interesting to watch them try to convert 15 years of 4 part harmony into 3 part harmony. There were parts where you really missed that 4th voice too, but you probably wouldn't have noticed if you're not a choir nerd. My major bitch with them, however, is the fact that they sang for an hour! 1. Fucking. Hour. At $50 a ticket I paid them $0.83 a minute. What the hell is up with these big, established bands playing these miniscule little sets? Freaking Prince and his 90 minute debaucle. This is not cool. Boyz II Men have been together since before I hit puberty, I expect more from them. Hell, Maroon5 fills up and hour set, and they only have the one album out! Even Nsync sings for 2+ hours!
Allright kids, I'm out, time to go look for a job and a little food. Later days.
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