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Just - Whining and Not Even Fannish Whining Although A Fan is Whining
Okay so - at work - turns out Elizabeth hates Voice Mail as much as I do and maybe I am starting to infect her with my bad attitude cause she pretty much abandoned me during file conferences a little while ago. I mean - I knew the files, I could *do* it - but I am *vidding* right now and have better things to think about than provable dates of loss and terms of policy. Sigh.
I need to just get this out here so I can get over it - I won't be getting the promotion. I still have to go through the entire interview process, but I knew when I looked at the specs I was not qualified and now I know that qualified people do want the job and so I am just going to be out of luck. Or training. Or depth. I don't like this and it is not helping me concentrate and so perhaps it is throwing me off on pretending to be Elizabeth, because in my head, she is totally competant and able and could do this but in reality I am just me and this is a reminder and, okay, just one more moment of moping and whinging about this, really, but damn I hate rejection. I really cannot stand it. This is really affecting me and there hasn't even been an official announcement of the hire and there won't be until next month at least, and that just makes it worse.
I just wanted it and I didn't realize how *much* I wanted it until I realized that I wasn't getting it. I also realized that I wanted to buy a house. Because if I bought a house I could have a kitten and if I got the promotion, I could look into potentially getting a mortgage and if I got a mortgage then I could get a house and that means KITTEN! Did I mention the kitten? With a little face and whiskers and tiny little claws that she would dig into my legs and Sid's legs and the drapes and the sofa and we wouldn't care cause she is our kitten.
I was walking Sid the other day (for once *away* from Ashland, so the places were surprisingly in my rangeish - although I really have no idea what my range is) and he found a house he liked. I think it is too big - I'm thinking more townhome/cottagey/bungalow - and if I ended up in this house I'd have to take in spare children or cousins or something.
But do I really want to be that tied to Lexington? Ida know - not dealing with this right now.
What I do need to deal with is getting hold of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
drdawn and firming up plans for Thursday. I think we should probably grab something to eat before "Serenity" and I think the Levee in Newport has a bunch of different places but this is solely based on the fact that I've handled a bunch of accidents there, I really have no idea what is actually *there* - I just know that there is supposed to be *stuff* and a lot of people end up there and then back their cars into other people.
But - okay - so the movie starts at 10 and we should get to the theatre before that because - right, the line up. When should we get to the theatre? OH andsweetestdrain I have to get a hold of you as well to let you know when we will pick you up and clear all the plans and do you have any suggestions? I figure we will take my car to Newport (although Dawn will probably have to drive us back) and beyond that I am totally scattered.
Okay - so, the remains of the day:
1. Vid Farr remains in force (thank god).
2. Elizabeth has been laid low by crushing blow of actually being Liz. She just didn't know - it was a shock, poor dear.
3. Kitten-Plan derailed and delayed.
4. Serenity on Thursday
5. I am totally 100% pleased and happy with my new manager.
6. I am considering taking up running. I think if I had an iPod, I might run with it.
7. Remember to ask Dawn if she has extra portable CD player I can try running with.
8. Weight Watchers still going strong - 15 days and counting. I have no idea what I weigh, but the green scrub pants that were starting to pull across my ass were loose last night. Of course, I could have just mixed my scrubs. I choose option A though. I am practically a stick! Any more weight off me and I'll blow away! Is that a cheekbone I spy? (and really, I actually *have* cheekbones. If you are curious about what they look like just look at Dawn).
9. I am going to let my hair grow out. If I am going to be this skinny, then I might as well have long hair to go with it. If I had the dough, I'd be blonder. And have a kitten. And run with an iPod. And take yoga!
10. I am only just now realizing how much I was really hoping to get this promotion and how I already had planned on changing as a result of this. No wonder Elizabeth needs a break. I'll stay below points even without her nagging. That oughta make her feel better.
I need to just get this out here so I can get over it - I won't be getting the promotion. I still have to go through the entire interview process, but I knew when I looked at the specs I was not qualified and now I know that qualified people do want the job and so I am just going to be out of luck. Or training. Or depth. I don't like this and it is not helping me concentrate and so perhaps it is throwing me off on pretending to be Elizabeth, because in my head, she is totally competant and able and could do this but in reality I am just me and this is a reminder and, okay, just one more moment of moping and whinging about this, really, but damn I hate rejection. I really cannot stand it. This is really affecting me and there hasn't even been an official announcement of the hire and there won't be until next month at least, and that just makes it worse.
I just wanted it and I didn't realize how *much* I wanted it until I realized that I wasn't getting it. I also realized that I wanted to buy a house. Because if I bought a house I could have a kitten and if I got the promotion, I could look into potentially getting a mortgage and if I got a mortgage then I could get a house and that means KITTEN! Did I mention the kitten? With a little face and whiskers and tiny little claws that she would dig into my legs and Sid's legs and the drapes and the sofa and we wouldn't care cause she is our kitten.
I was walking Sid the other day (for once *away* from Ashland, so the places were surprisingly in my rangeish - although I really have no idea what my range is) and he found a house he liked. I think it is too big - I'm thinking more townhome/cottagey/bungalow - and if I ended up in this house I'd have to take in spare children or cousins or something.
But do I really want to be that tied to Lexington? Ida know - not dealing with this right now.
What I do need to deal with is getting hold of
drdawn and firming up plans for Thursday. I think we should probably grab something to eat before "Serenity" and I think the Levee in Newport has a bunch of different places but this is solely based on the fact that I've handled a bunch of accidents there, I really have no idea what is actually *there* - I just know that there is supposed to be *stuff* and a lot of people end up there and then back their cars into other people. But - okay - so the movie starts at 10 and we should get to the theatre before that because - right, the line up. When should we get to the theatre? OH and
sweetestdrain I have to get a hold of you as well to let you know when we will pick you up and clear all the plans and do you have any suggestions? I figure we will take my car to Newport (although Dawn will probably have to drive us back) and beyond that I am totally scattered. Okay - so, the remains of the day:
1. Vid Farr remains in force (thank god).
2. Elizabeth has been laid low by crushing blow of actually being Liz. She just didn't know - it was a shock, poor dear.
3. Kitten-Plan derailed and delayed.
4. Serenity on Thursday
5. I am totally 100% pleased and happy with my new manager.
6. I am considering taking up running. I think if I had an iPod, I might run with it.
7. Remember to ask Dawn if she has extra portable CD player I can try running with.
8. Weight Watchers still going strong - 15 days and counting. I have no idea what I weigh, but the green scrub pants that were starting to pull across my ass were loose last night. Of course, I could have just mixed my scrubs. I choose option A though. I am practically a stick! Any more weight off me and I'll blow away! Is that a cheekbone I spy? (and really, I actually *have* cheekbones. If you are curious about what they look like just look at Dawn).
9. I am going to let my hair grow out. If I am going to be this skinny, then I might as well have long hair to go with it. If I had the dough, I'd be blonder. And have a kitten. And run with an iPod. And take yoga!
10. I am only just now realizing how much I was really hoping to get this promotion and how I already had planned on changing as a result of this. No wonder Elizabeth needs a break. I'll stay below points even without her nagging. That oughta make her feel better.