Monthly Archive for November, 2008

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I know there are many moments that I probably disappoint you. But I hope you never question our love. I know I spend too much time in front of the computer. I’d always worried that you thought my life was full of fun, exciting, creative things.. constantly doing.. constantly making and creating. Truth of the matter is, I’m a pretty boring person. And I know that’s not an excuse.

But in all this, I hope you/we are okay with our lives together. I love us. But I do worry sometimes that I don’t do enough for you or that I’m not social enough or active enough. And I know I’ve written much of this before but it’s the the truth and it is on my mind enough that I need to write about it in the hopes you’ll come back with an “of course I still love you.”

My comment to you today about wanting to ‘be like one of those blog couples’ was out of line. And I’m sorry for that. I’m pretty sure I’m merely lashing out at my own issues. I truly WISH I was stylish enough to be one of those people. I wish I knew how. I wish I was as social and socially engaging but I need to be forced into it. And I look at how much you are inspired by them and then look at myself and how little I do for long periods of time and I get worried and

96

The good news:
I FINALLY got my promotion at work. Starbucks ASM.

The bad news:
There hasn’t been much actual communication from my current SM or DM so I still have no ‘official’ idea what store I’ll be at, how much I’ll be making, when I start or what my schedule is going to look like.

This promotion means a great deal in terms of my financial situation as I just recently realized that without Carey buying things like groceries, I would not survive. But it also means that although I’ll have a great deal of ‘extra’ income with which to pay off bills (and collections), save and buy a few fun things, it may also mean a huge change in current life with Carey. For the most part, my schedule has me home for dinner and evenings with Carey and we have our weekends together off as my store is only a 5-day/wk store. But with this promotion, I’ve heard whispering that I may be moving to a 7-day/24hr store which means my schedule COULD be anything.

It’ll be an interesting change and I’m excited mostly by the financial implications.

95

It’s been two years in the making and today I had my ‘Assistant Store Manager’ interview with Starbucks. Needless to say, I passed. Which means in a week or two, I’ll be the ASM for my very own store. Not only does this mean a lot in terms of my finances, but it means a lot in terms of the work I’ve put in with Starbucks. I’ve been with them (Starbucks) for two years now and this is a really interesting time to be promoted, what with the changing economy and all.

My store manager, Monica, called me tonight to give me the good news and I was a little surprised by what she said. It seems that I used the used the word crap multiple times during my interview (which surprises me because I can’t think of WHEN I said that or WHY I would have said that… regardless of how nervous I was).

AND, it seems the interviewers (two District Managers) thought I came off as a bit cocky or over-confident… which is ALSO strange because I tend to give off the air of humility. But I can’t help it if I believe I’m good at what I do… though Carey says I have a ‘tone of voice’ which often feels like cocky-ness. Interesting.

Well, I’d guess I’d better start thinking about what I want to spend that extra money on every month!!

94

I don’t think I will ever be finished ripping all of my CD’s onto my computer/iTunes. It seems I’ve really been doing a little bit here, a little bit there for a year or so and each time I turn around, I find another crate or box of them staring at me… at which point, I’m not sure if it’s a crate/box that I’ve already copied or not (since I have no idea what to do with the actual CD’s once they ARE on my computer). Bleh. It’s a sad state of affairs.

93

It’s a good Friday night.

92

Effexor.
It’s that time again. Sadly, I think it just may be work that’s setting me off. I’m having bad dreams about breakdowns now and yesterday I was ready to scream, rip all my hair out, send everyone home because they (including management) were pissing me off and not doing their jobs and burst into tears… God bless Starbucks. But hey, I interview for Assistant Manager next week. hahahaha.

91

Today is Veterans Day? What the hell. I should call work and tell them I won’t be in today, I’m taking advantage of my status as a veteran, and will instead be at home, thinking about my fellow vets… or at least thinking about all of the folks who are still enlisted.

… does “Currently Enlisted Day” even exist? If not, dammit it should.

A Project Post

If you read this and want to help make a decision… (god bless democracy)
check out the website. Answer the question. Be happy.

89

I need a new computer game to play.

88

I am a man lacking in patience at times. Not because I am selfish but because I see life as something rather finite and sometimes wonder how much of it I have left. And I often measure the benefit of a project based on how great it can be before my time is up. I won’t turn this back into a project/creative blog of any sort but I do have to complain for a moment.

The Head Project is something that I work on daily and just last night I realized that it’s something I’ve been working on (again) for almost six months. Now, I’ve always envisioned a great future for The Head Project but I have to wonder, when in 6 months, the project has seen only 12 contributors where am I going wrong? Things just feel like they’re moving too slowly. And I pretend that it has a following, that it’s already some cult project that people care about and with only 12 actual contributors, I add lots of features to a site that doesn’t get that much traffic to begin with and when those features get no response (for obvious reasons) I get upset… but really, there’s got to be a method to this whole running a project thing. Or maybe it really DOES take a year. Or.. .something. I’m just bitching for no other reason than it feels good. Ignore me.