April 22, 2008
just like a bad penny
I came back. *looks around* It's so quiet here. Been a year, around the time of Texas Library Association just like last time. I've been doing a lot of house cleaning and clearing at home, so I'll continue that energy here. I should be posting more regularly soon. Meanwhile, thank you St, Expedite! (bock, bock!)
December 10, 2004
hoping it isn't too soon to tell
I have accepted an offer to freelance fact check for American Airlines magazines. I get to work from home, too.
November 29, 2004
my moment of Zen
The problem is not materialism as such. Rather, it is the underlying assumption that full satisfaction can arise from gratifying the senses alone. Unlike animals whose quest for happiness is restricted to survival and to the immediate gratification of sensory desires, we human beings have the capacity to experience happiness at a deeper level which, when achieved, can overwhelm unhappy experiences.
-His Holiness the Dalai Lama
From "The Pocket Dalai Lama," edited by Mary Craig, 2002. Reprinted by arrangement with Shambhala Publications, Boston, www.shambhala.com.
Today is my birthday, and I am treating it like the beginning of a new year. Another turn on the wheel, another trip round the sun. I am working on some resolutions, and I will post them later today. Not the usual "I will lose 10 pounds and quit smoking/eating/drinking/living" type of resolutions. Something personal and far more acheivable. For now, I am off to spend the day with one of my dearest friends. I can't think of a better way to celebrate.
October 08, 2004
on the job front, take 341
I received a call this morning from the company that interviewed me for a technical writing position. I am still in the running and interviews are being wrapped up and a decision will be made soon. Keep your fingers and toes crossed for me!
September 08, 2004
free will astrology
SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): In his live show, Monster, Irish comedian Dylan Moran tells audience members not to fulfill their potential. "It's like your bank balance," he says. "You always have a lot less than you think. Don't look at it. It's like a locked door within yourself. Leave it that way." A review in The New Yorker reported this rant admiringly, as if it were unique and witty. In my view, though, it's actually hackneyed and idiotic. Most of us have received some version of that cynical advice over and over again. I do think it's important to recognize how prevalent Moran's philosophy is, because then you have more power to reject it. So that's part one of your assignment, Sagittarius: Recall all the times you've been told, either blatantly or covertly, that you have less potential than you imagine. Part two: Open the locked door within you and gaze at your potential, knowing there's a lot more of it than you think.
Thanks, Rob. I needed to hear this today.
August 04, 2004
and the word has come down from on high
The company I had such high hopes for working for has decided they need to focus on sales rather than what I was being hired for, which was sales and tech support and technical writing.
I have a feeling this is a sign from the universe. I am going to back away slowly till I find a rock.
July 27, 2004
it went very well
So well, in fact, I will be scheduling another interview with the CEO. Probably tomorrow. There is a very good chance I will get the salary I asked for. Keep your fingers (or whatever you like) crossed!
One down, two to go. Nothing says I have to work only one job. I promise I won't do anything that exhausts me. My ultimate goal is to have a job writing or doing other creative things (or both!). I have that firmly in sight, now. It feels really good. Attainable.
June 26, 2004
I have been lazy. Wallowing. slowly going into hibernation mode. I have been taking excuse jobs to get by just enough to say I am doing something. I have been afraid to go for jobs that I should be able to get. I doubt my abilities and end up wanting to do non-jobs. Things I think will be easy, and I want to do them for that reason rather than because I have much interest in the job itself. Oh, I *think* I want that job sacking groceries at the local health food store, the small one that probably pays its employees just enough to keep the bike tires filled with air. I truly believe I want to work as a clerk in a holistic medical clinic. You know, the one that specializes in myscofaciabilateralmytosis, something throngs of people are clamoring to have done, donchaknow. Uh-huh.
A dear friend kicked my ass recently, and pointed out the decline in my activity over the past three years. I became slowly quieter, less likely to rock the boat. Most importantly, I found The Internet™ and exchanged all my real friends for pixels on a screen.
Now, now, some of you are very nice pixels indeed! and I count you as close as friends who never meet in person can be. This is still, truly, my Third Place. But I gave up some of my living to be here A LOT. I lost interest in doing anything too far away from my computer, and for too long at a time. Most of you probably regulate yourselves just fine with your computer time, but I didn't. It was my alcohol. My cocaine. The internet is the opiate of the masses, perhaps? So that is why I have been slowing down with my posting, at least for a while. Till I can sit here and post something and then not spend hours surfing. Of course, it takes me 3 hours to get through my blogroll and actually respond to posts with comments of my own. Nightly. In place of sleep and other fun things. My Third Place, The Internet™, became my corner bar where I would go and drink myself silly and go home and drop into bed. I hate admitting it. Oh and that job? I'm going to get one. Watch me. But first...one time through the blogroll?
Hello. My name is Alicia, and I am a blogaholic.
June 02, 2004
on second thought
I think this bite is looking more and more like a Brown Recluse bite. I have another appointment with the doctor, a different one this time. They are going to shoot my hip up with antihistamines so it doesn't die and fall off. That's the impression I got, anyway.
And, with any luck I will have a job when I leave there. I used to work for this clinic and was told if I ever got tired of my commute to come back, there would be a job for me. Let's see if this is true. Keep your fingers crossed! :)
May 20, 2004
barefoot and...still job hunting
I have discovered the secret to being a dominatrix. It's the shoes, and not for the reason you might think.
I spent today at a job fair in a pair of not-too-high heels and a suit. Granted, as a tech I don't stand on my feet a lot, and certainly not in high heels on a regular basis. My feet are angry now, and letting me know. If I had to wear those spiky, pointy dominatrix heels for long, I'd be ready to whip the men who find them attractive too.
MSN says the high here today is 87. It's hot and humid and feels stickly-icky. When I got home from applying to every job I was qualified for, I participated in a time-honored Texas tradition - standing in the kitchen in your underwear eating ice cream out of the carton. Yeah, pretty sad I know. Bonus points if you leave the freezer door open. It's not even as hot today as it will get in a few weeks. We average 100-110 most summer days. I am not sure I can take a job where I have to wear a suit, hose and heels every day. There had better be air conditioning, that's all I'm saying.
There were actually some good job prospects. My favorite was with the DISD, and the job is an IT job. I would be sent to the various elementary schools to help teachers teach the kids how to use computers. If these kids are anything like my nephew, they will be teaching me. "No, Miss Alicia, you have to define your variables or the computer doesn't know how to read what you wrote!" Yes, dear. You are right. How old are you? Seven? Want a job? Maybe if you wear platforms...