tanaise | (no subject)

Well, no luck on the boy front (and here's hoping none of them are surfing the web. Don't worry, I'm not talking about you. it's another boy, at my other job/house.)

I keep getting work where Joe gives me a stack of things to do, either literal or not, and I go off to do them and then figure out hours later either easier ways to do them or faster ways or just that I'd been looking at things all wrong. Today, for example, i figured out how to look at files that I've updated that haven't been uploaded to the external server yet. and I don't know if he never thinks to tell me because he assumes I already know (which I think is probably it), or if he's pure evil. (Which Edie would probably assume.) He gives me a lot of things that I probably needed about 5 minutes of explanation about, but I muddle through. He makes me inordinately uneasy--I think it's the fact that I don't actually know what I'm doing, I'm just pretty good at faking it, and I'm so sure he's going to catch me out. Plus, I always end up feeling like I'm just an incredible bother to him and he's just tolerating me because he has to. And I think it's just the way he acts, and it reminds me of Gavin, as he always makes me feel that way, but it still puts me on edge when I'm working with him and thus I chickened out of the coffee invite.

'sokay. I got chai and a muffin for lunch (cause I knew dinner was going to be good and plentiful (tacos!)), and while I didn't get it for free (and two free in one day would just be excessive), he did give me the large for the small price. Wheee!

My computer is still boxless. but my comforter and cover and spare sheets and fleece came today. Today, the warmest day since I moved up here. (oh, wait. Second warmest--the marathon day was hotter.) but it's cooled off, and I'm always colder at night, so it's all good.

One of the benefits of living in a hippie/quakery place? I didn't bother labeling my Vanilla coke when I tossed it in the fridge this afternoon. Cause there aint nobody in this house who would steal it. :)

And I fell asleep on the hammock out back, which is all well and good, but now I'm feared of spiders and bugs in my clothing (I would be less feared if I didn't find one on my arm a few minutes ago, and didn't just brush something off my other arm just now). I can feel their little creepy crawly feet on me. I'll probably give in to my terrors and take a shower when I'm done here, and then go do laundry. I have enough change for two loads, no dryer, but that's all good.

I need to buy sunglasses, since I broke my last pair. buying sunglasses would be a more practical use of my money than tea or chai. But tea and chai are more fun. Maybe I'll get a bite from one of the jobs I've applied to lately. Or maybe chris will revise my resume into something more...classy, I guess is the word I want, and I'll get some bites off of it. We'll have to wait and see. We're thinking something skill based, perhaps, instead of job based, since I keep getting new skills and not so much job experience.