Sunday, February 20, 2011

The Adventure

I went on an adventure the other day. I posted it all to my Twitter Feed, which is Shadowlost. Feel free to follow. Or not. I don't care.

Oh yeah. Happy Family Day.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Take That!

I'm doing it right now! You can't stop me, muah hah hah hah hah!

Seriously, there's not a thing in the world you can do, and no matter how much I may be Wallace, you still have two G's in your name, Googly-Elmo!

Wait, I'm on Twitter, right?

I'm considering dinner. I'm thinking linguini with meatballs. Maybe with veal.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Without Incident, the Day Came and Went

So, the job fair was today, and all in all, I don't know how to feel. I know for a fact that there were ex-GM employees that applied for the Tool Rental spot specifically. I also know that one of the TRC employees wants me in there, since they know that I'm more likely to stick around than some guy who wants the job as a hobby in retirement. I'm pretty sure I did a good job of singing my own praises in a non-obnoxious way today to the relevant people. Finally, I'm fairly confident that I will receive an interview.

Lord, I hope they give me an interview. I really do not want to have to follow through on my promise.

I want to work somewhere where I will feel challenged. Hurry up, Depot. I want to see how this turns out so that I can start thinking about what to do next.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Dread

I'm the fallback for Tool Rental. I was called to be in there tonight when someone needed a break. Why then is it that I feel so much dread at the thought of this job fair tomorrow?

I'm worried that they're going to replace me and shove me off without even a cursory glance. Like they did with the head cashier position. That's my worry, and I know that I've gotten the pro-sales manager to promise that I would have an interview, I'm still worried that I'm not even going to be seriously considered.

Once bitten, twice shy, I suppose.

Wednesday, February 09, 2011

A Promise.

So I still feel like writing. The time is 8:30, and I still feel like writing. I don't know about what, and my eyes aren't even open. Isn't learning to type properly just completely awesome?

I've had a long day. I was supposed to be off in a half hour, which would coincide nicely with the death of my cell phone's battery, but that seems destined not to be. Oh! Interesting fact. I have a smartphone now. I've been trying to figure out how to blog on it nicely, but Blogspot seems to not work very nicely with my Motorola Milestone. Maybe with 2.2 it will do a bit better.

So what to talk about. Kaerwyn is below you. Home Depot is on this end of the screen, your room is on your end of the screen. Above you will be some post about my thoughts at the moment, much similar to what this is. To your right, there are some links to other places on the internet. To your left though. Oooh that's an interesting place. There's some blue there. Look! To the left of these words! Blue!

I'm in the Tool Rental Centre.

Six months ago, I applied for the head cashier position that was available. After some wait, the position went to a coworker of mine, and I was not even granted an interview. I was deemed unsuitable for the job. It was one of the most demoralizing experiences I had ever experienced in a job. It affected my work performance for three months or so, and even still, I don't have the same rosy view of The Home Depot that I used to. Now though, I have seen an opening I am fully trained for, have experience in, and am the fallback guy for when they need help. I am talking about the Tool Rental Centre. There is an opening, and I have come to a decision.

If I am not granted an interview, I will quit my job.

There. It is in print. If I am not granted an interview for the tool rental associate position that I applied for, I will find a new job and quit this one.

That being said, I talked to the manager of the department already, and he has actually promised me that I will receive an interview for the position. I am cautiously optimistic that I will not have to follow through on my promise.

I will not quit, if I don't get the position. There is a bit of a shakeup going on here at the Depot regarding one of our stocking teams, and they are being given special priority for transfers. Also, we are having a job fair, and we may pull in a millwright or something when the Depot casts out its nets.

So yeah. I will understand, though be disappointed, if I don't get the position. They better grant me the courtesy of granting me an interview for a position I held for a few months though. That, or they can find a new person for my current position anyways.

That's all there is to say then. For now at least.

Update!

Well, there went five days of possible updates. You all missed such gems as me analyzing a dream I had last night, several random statements, a multitude of things I did not think I would hear as a child, and other random thoughts.

I'm going to use the time I have here to talk about the Lunes, or at least until I get tired of that thought process. The floor yields its infinte time to Sholto's creation.

As some of you may know, one of my hobbies is roleplaying, specifically tabletop games, which meshes well with my boardgaming hobby, but also a single IRC based roleplay that I've been involved with now for almost three years known as Kaerwyn. Kaerwyn is excellent by the way, and you should all play there. I'm Shadowlost there, and I will help you get involved if you feel the urge to do so.

It's a small community of twenty or so active players, and we have a blast with it. It's set in a 'nexus universe' which means that you can pretty well do anything you like, and play on it. It's tricky to explain, but hey, look right! There's a link! CLICK IT!

Yes though. Lunes. Sholto is a player there, and one of the younger ones at that. He's one of the more creative players, and created a universe in which the Lunes reside. They are for all intents and purposes, short anthropomorphic wolves which speak in the third person as a general rule. Silly sounding, eh?

Maybe, but the plots that I've had based on Xeva, the Lunes homeworld, have been some of the most engaging of those I've played, save for those set on another player's world... but that's a story for another time.

In any case, Xeva makes for an awesome sandbox. The elements are there for some really epic plots, and Sholto is kind enough to let you play in his sandbox to your heart's content, so long as it all makes some sort of sense. Like the demise of magic, and the rebirth of a new sort. Or a shunned noble's quest to redeem himself, and those like him who cannot touch the magic he sees as his birthright. Or the journey of a young woodsman to find what is right, and what is moral in a world he is new to, and a world he thought he knew. I have a character who is a Lunes, and he's one of the most fun characters I've had in years.

So yes. I know it's few to noone who reads this blog, but I hope someone does someday and comes to pay us a visit. You will not be disappointed.

Friday, February 04, 2011

I am also the town treasurer.

What am I still doing up? I was tired hours ago! I am the mayor of yawny-town.

Blaaaaaarg.

Wednesday, February 02, 2011

Madness

The crazy is being pumped back out into the ether.

That is all.

Even more Magic

"Oh, there's a handful of these fake cock things in here!"

"So how's this girl on girl thing work?"

Couldn't even go two minutes. Not two minutes.

Life is Magic.

"Don't mind me while I sift through your sex toys."

"Did you cockslap yourself with the trans-cock yet? It's for stuffing your drawers if you were born a woman and don't want to be a woman anymore."

"I can get a nubbly head for it. I can get a penis head for it. I can get silicone."

"Rob, did you know you can get an e-stim kit on here for 125? Wholesale! There is any sextoy you can possible think of on here!"

"Someone made a homemade fleshlight."

"Christ! How many condoms did you get? Are these the ones you just toss to people?"

My roommates and friends. Keeping it classy.

Vexation

Huzzah, I have my Grandma's laptop, and am no longer slightly dead to the world!

For those of you at home who haven't been following along, my laptop's power adapter (the second one) has self destructed. It's all quite sad and tragic, and to the tune of about forty bucks. This vexes me. Oh well though, it's not like I don't spend five hours a day on my laptop anyways.

In other news, the Quirky/Fed-ex/Canda Customs complex has screwed me over for about twenty five dollars. While this vexes me as well, I don't see any way out but to pay the bastards.

Oh well. I don't have a lot to say today.

This isn't as interesting as it used to be.