I noticed recently that I have a few posts which are supposed to be "Part 1", but I never follow them up with Part 2s. One of them was one of my first entries, "The Saga Of The Past 3+ Years". Honestly, I'm not sure what else there is to write about that time period (2007-2011) that I haven't already written. I recently mentioned a topic that I wanted to do for the "Radio Tales" series, and I would still like to do that if I ever get the time. I do hope to conclude "What kind of music do I listen to?" in the near future. Unfortunately, in this case "near future" means "in the next couple of months if I'm lucky."
Obviously, I haven't been feeling up to writing. As much as I enjoy not having to work Wednesdays or having to put up with that place for more than a couple of days at a time, the splitting of my weekend seems to work against me as far as getting things accomplished goes. Plus, I've been pretty overwhelmed with the 10-hour work days and having to do things for my parents. I would like to find another job, but since I'm having some neuro-psychological testing done, want some new glasses, and should probably go to the dentist soon, I kind of need the insurance for the next few months.
I am really annoyed that my department has to work on Memorial Day. I can't remember last year's Memorial Day, but I'm pretty sure that they had last July fourth off, because I remember it seemed like everybody was off then except for Outbound. But you know, back then it was Main ex-Employer, now it's The Parent Company, and so the rules with Main ex-Employer no longer apply. The only reason I can think of as to why my department has to work is that The Parent Company must really love to waste money. Have I ever told you what my department does? We count stuff. While what we do is important in the grand scheme of things, we don't really play a direct part in getting product out to the customer, and thus we're not absolutely needed on holidays. I figure they might let us go home early, but probably only two hours early. That doesn't do me any favors because I still have to get up at the ass crack of dawn, and since a normal day for me is ten hours, leaving two hours early just gives me the equivalent of most peoples' regular work days. Meanwhile, my girlfriend has the night off. Fuck me running.
