Shoot the Freaks - Live Human Target
Oct. 25th, 2005 04:55 amFor once, despite school, I'm taking up too much time living to catch up on LJ.
Do you know why I hate republicans? It's not because of politics, religion, social or environmental issues. It's because they keep naming shit after their leaders. I flew from National Airport to Houston Intl...oh I'm sorry, from RONALD REAGAN National to GEORGE BUSH Houston. How pathetic and insecure they must be to keep slapping their name on things like trump.
The flight...egads you'd think someone throwing up would be eventful, but it paled in comparison to the fat man's gas...even after I switched seats.
I'm in Houston-ish. I am reminded that there is no city in the country where the radio sucks as badly as Washington, DC. There are many stations out here, and I've heard everything on the radio from classic rock to Tiesto. Tiesto, on the radio...in cow country. Followed by decades-old jazz, and I think on a regular station - not college radio. Why in the holy fuck is DC such a dead zone of crappy music? Even the urban music out here is more reliably good - angry w/o all the soul-garbage mixed in. The classics are better, the oldies are older. There are more stations. Sure there is jebus and country, and of course that Hispanic polka sounding crap, but overall the choices are more interesting.
People are more polite drivers here. Speed limits are 70.
Either a lot of Texas is on fire, or there are a lot of polluting factories that you can see from the sky.
I don't want to remember how much it sucked to wake up in the middle of the night before there was adult swim. Full metal alchemist makes me miss sleep that much less.
I'm still not ready to give this training. Last night I went out to dinner with the most boring man...I'm glad to have him working for my tax dollars, but another minute with him will make my soul feel scream for milk chan. "You dumbass!" I was looking forward to discussing the training, he wanted to go into an hour-long diatribe about the movement of different individuals through the organization over the last 10 or 20 years. How can you talk and not notice the complete lack of interest in your partner? Immune to the attempts to steer the conversation he droned on and on...I broke into the middle of some detail about the history of labor relations to say gee I'd love to go on, but I have to finish preparing for tomorrow.
I wanted to prepare for the workday tomorrow, while he was looking to bond socially as though a work-related stranger could make up for his life of social isolation. I should have told him to make an LJ.
This entire program is dumped on my department, who dumped it on me and paid consultants. They are dumping the mission to "fix their culture problems" on people outside of the management chain that either caused or were unable to stem the problems themselves. This one will not be working on a full night of sleep.
An hour later and I find that the one button-down shirt I brought with me had a collar button slaughtered by the cleaners - and there is no survivor to replace it with. Great.
Do you know why I hate republicans? It's not because of politics, religion, social or environmental issues. It's because they keep naming shit after their leaders. I flew from National Airport to Houston Intl...oh I'm sorry, from RONALD REAGAN National to GEORGE BUSH Houston. How pathetic and insecure they must be to keep slapping their name on things like trump.
The flight...egads you'd think someone throwing up would be eventful, but it paled in comparison to the fat man's gas...even after I switched seats.
I'm in Houston-ish. I am reminded that there is no city in the country where the radio sucks as badly as Washington, DC. There are many stations out here, and I've heard everything on the radio from classic rock to Tiesto. Tiesto, on the radio...in cow country. Followed by decades-old jazz, and I think on a regular station - not college radio. Why in the holy fuck is DC such a dead zone of crappy music? Even the urban music out here is more reliably good - angry w/o all the soul-garbage mixed in. The classics are better, the oldies are older. There are more stations. Sure there is jebus and country, and of course that Hispanic polka sounding crap, but overall the choices are more interesting.
People are more polite drivers here. Speed limits are 70.
Either a lot of Texas is on fire, or there are a lot of polluting factories that you can see from the sky.
I don't want to remember how much it sucked to wake up in the middle of the night before there was adult swim. Full metal alchemist makes me miss sleep that much less.
I'm still not ready to give this training. Last night I went out to dinner with the most boring man...I'm glad to have him working for my tax dollars, but another minute with him will make my soul feel scream for milk chan. "You dumbass!" I was looking forward to discussing the training, he wanted to go into an hour-long diatribe about the movement of different individuals through the organization over the last 10 or 20 years. How can you talk and not notice the complete lack of interest in your partner? Immune to the attempts to steer the conversation he droned on and on...I broke into the middle of some detail about the history of labor relations to say gee I'd love to go on, but I have to finish preparing for tomorrow.
I wanted to prepare for the workday tomorrow, while he was looking to bond socially as though a work-related stranger could make up for his life of social isolation. I should have told him to make an LJ.
This entire program is dumped on my department, who dumped it on me and paid consultants. They are dumping the mission to "fix their culture problems" on people outside of the management chain that either caused or were unable to stem the problems themselves. This one will not be working on a full night of sleep.
An hour later and I find that the one button-down shirt I brought with me had a collar button slaughtered by the cleaners - and there is no survivor to replace it with. Great.