Sunday night ramble

Can you tell I’m getting bored with the look / feel of this blog? I change the layout so often that sometimes I’ll click on the bookmark to bring me back here and I’m surprised by what the page looks like. “When did I change it to this?” I ask myself. I can’t wait to learn CSS (really learn it, not just briefly talk about it like what happened in the last class I took.) Then at least I can create, or work towards creating rather, my own layouts. And who knows, maybe my own site.

Oi. So much going on, and nothing much happening at the same time.

Things at work are going really well, still. *knocks on wood* My boss is still great. I left early last week for an appointment and a few days later, I mentioned to my boss that I was working through my lunches to make up the time. He was all, “you don’t need to do that, I didn’t have a problem with you leaving early because you’re always here and your work gets done.” Shiiiiiit, I nearly fell out of my chair!! PD would have been watching me like a hawk, making sure I made up every minute that I had been gone. Another thing about my job that I’m finding strange to get used to is the fact that it’s ok for me to make mistakes. On Thursday, I was supposed to update a particular section of one of the websites I look after. Well, I got on to other updates and forgot about the first. When I realized, I e-mailed all the other folks who also work on the web site and apologized and said I’d get it done right away. They wrote back, “don’t worry about it; we know it’ll get done.” Again, I nearly fell out of my chair! That Poisoned Dwarf would have raked me over the coals for something like that.

Betty keeps up to date on what’s happening there. Turns out they’ve finally hired for my old job. I wish I’d left a note taped somewhere for her to find, “To Whom It May Concern: Run! Get out while you still can!” They’ve also decided to hire another Senior Coordinator. This shouldn’t really be a surprise; Heiffer can’t keep up with what’s going on and they’re too stupid to fire her. Instead, they’ll bring in another competent person who will have to carry her load as well as theirs. It turns out they’re going to be hiring 2-3 additional people in the department. Where they’re going to put them and why they need them is beyond me. But hey! It’s no longer something I have to sweat over.

I was putting away some papers the other day and I came across PD’s letter to me from last year, the one that officially put me on notice. Funny thing, it made me mad, but not to the extent that it did before. I’m guessing I haven’t been away long enough to really forget about that place.

Onwards…

The Mrs. and I have gotten into watching the British show, Mistresses. Apparently, it’s the British version of Cashmere Mafia (which I have yet to catch, btw.) Anyway, Mistresses is a great show; as are most British programs. S and I really enjoyed Bad Girls, so much so we couldn’t bear to watch it end. Mistresses is raw, powerful. It’s real acting, not like the glossed-over productions American networks pass as entertainment. Sadly, Mistresses is only six episodes long; I don’t know if there’s going to be a second season, but I hope there will be.

My Intro to Internet Publishing class wrapped up last week, thankfully. It was getting a bit ridiculous. I’d say 80% of the people in the class were not comfortable on the computer (a handful of them were Mac users, the others were just newbs.) We’d spend maybe 45 minutes of each three hour class learning new material. The other time was spent with the instructor going around helping folks figure out where they’d gone wrong. Who knew you had to close your HTML tags? Will wonders never cease? That’s understandable in week 1 or 2. But week 5 and 6? You should ask for a refund darlin’, I don’t think anyone’s going to let you work on a web site for them.

My next class starts on March 3rd, Intro to Photoshop. I can’t wait, everything I know about Photoshop has been self taught by just me messing around, trying different things. I probably know how to do a lot of things, but I’m likely going about the long way to do them. So I’m hoping to really learn the ins and outs of the program. I’m hoping it won’t be like the class I just finished, filled with newbs. “Excuse me, sir, how do I create a new folder?” Uh-huh.

Ohhhh, have you seen my ghost?

The dangers of listening to my itunes library whilst composing a blog update.

While on the matter of my schooling, I was able to purchase Adobe Creative Suite 3 Design Premium at a substantial discount. The web site has it listed at $1799US. What did I pay for it, you ask? Well, since we’re all such good friends, I’ll tell you. $425!! That’s right, I didn’t really believe it myself, but they actually let me walk out of the store with it after only paying that little for it. I can’t wait to explore Dreamweaver but alas, my joy was hampered. The Suite requires at least 1GB of Ram to run smoothly and I have a lowly 504 total. Now that I’ve installed the software, my machine has slowed right down. It’s painful to have both Firefox and itunes running at the same time. I’ve ordered 2GB of Ram and am hoping they’ll arrive this week.

But I’m determined to create these things up in my head
That never happen

The Mrs., in case anyone is wondering, is doing well. She’s a bit bored at work and in need of some days off, but otherwise things are going well. Now that work is closer to home, I don’t have to leave as early as I did when I worked at Company XYZ. What’s the point of that, you ask? Well, now that I’m home longer in the mornings, I’m able to see S in the suits she wears for work. (Before, I’d leave while she was still enjoying her tea and was back well after she’d be home.) S is beautiful regardless of what she wears, but when she dons her suits, her beauty is exemplified. She looks professional, strong, yet casual.

Lost at sea,
My heart beat is growing weak,
Hoping you’d hear my plea

As I was saying…what was I saying? Oh yes, ramble, ramble.

I did end up cancelling my appointment at the gym for Thursday night. Not because the sales woman was putting the pressure before I even stepped foot into the facility, but because A was unable to make it. We’re hoping to join a gym together, in order to keep each other motivated. We’ve just had busy schedules of late and haven’t been able to tour a place together. All in time, I guess. My thighs aren’t expanding that quickly. (At least I hope they’re not.)

And, now, me thinks I’ve said all there is to say this evening.

G’night. And don’t forget to spay and neuter your pets. (Yep, that closing made total sense.)

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