Late Over the Hill

Today can be considered my hump day of sorts. It's day three of five days working strenuously at work. Things have begun to look upward, though - the last few days we somehow managed to make sales.

I'd post more but I'm going to be late if I don't leave right now.

Because Biographies are AWESOME

"It's a feature of our age that if you write a work of fiction, everyone assumes that the people and events in it are disguised biography. But if you write your biography, it's equally assumed you're lying your head off."
- Margaret Atwood

I found this quote particularly amusing because not only is it true, but it applies to an update I've made on this oh-so-(not-)humble blog of mine.

I finished updating my biography page!

Yeah! Now you can look and take a gander at exactly how much lying I did on that page!

The other pages will be coming back online in due time, but for now they're still in the construction yard undergoing maintenance. Patience, friends. My 100% totally true biography will sate your desires and hold you over until the next update occurs.

Forked

There's nothing like the sinking feeling you get after receiving and accepting a call in to work on your day off.

My plans for today consisted of the following tasks (in no particular order):

• take a shower
• go grocery shopping
• sort through my music
• re-watch/listen to season one of Battlestar Galactica
• recode a frak-ton of HTML on the side pages of this blog
• relax and take it easy for all of today

I got most of that done, but now I won't be able to pull off those last two.

After hanging up my cell phone, I found myself caught in a mental purgatory of sorts. I looked at the recoded pages - or what I had done for the day - and took a deep breath as reality sunk in.



On one hand I need to get as many hours as possible so I can stay financially adrift. We (and by we I mean the Target I work at) haven't been doing so well in terms of sales, and as such we've been forced to cut our hours much earlier in the holiday season than necessary. I normally get a number that hovers around the mid-thirties, but due to the cuts I've been reduced by roughly ten hours. Whoo. Getting called in means more hours for me, which means more monies to throw around for bills and what not. That basically means I will survive.

However, when we inspect the other side of the coin, taking and accepting the call now makes me feel like I'm not even respecting myself for a much-needed personal day. While I get decent time for myself to relax and not get pushed around at work, I have rarely had an off-day where I can relax and accomplish everything I set out to do for that day. Off-days provide me with the opportunity to recharge both my batteries and my sanity. I get to live.

Both choices are important in their own rights, but in the end, we're at a crossroads, and there's no backing out once a decision to turn is made.



Now, this means that at the fork in the road, I had to choose between two options that - in my view - are surprisingly symbiotic. Those choices? Survival, and living. By choosing the first option I succeed in surviving, but I sacrifice my freedom and my sanity. Choosing the latter option lets me stay at peace, but it dooms me when it comes to surviving in the real world. I understand both sides of the situation, and I know that in most scenarios, selection of "survival" is the preferred option. I just... I just don't know how long I can keep choosing that side before I get burnt out of that choice.

*sigh* Maybe I'm just ranting about the minutiae again. I 'unno. So, until I actually go in to work, I'm just going to finish what I can with the page editing.

Blinders On

Renovations are going smoothly so far. As most of you have probably noticed, quite a few of the page tabs at the top are missing. I had those pages taken down so I can tweak the content and the HTML without having a few nosy people catching wind of the changes until I'm ready to display 'em.

I can't give you an ETA on when this stuff'll be done - I swear I'm getting new ideas that I want to toy with every hour. Alls I can say is that when you see those missing pages again, you'll like what I did to them. (I hope.)

Anyway, I need to prepare for work. That means shower, lunch preparations, and finishing the HTML changes I'm making right now. Until the 'morrow!

Tuesday Announcement of Renovation

*double takes* WHAAT!?

Yeap. Sokka's sign... er, painting... is correct.

After spending some time looking over some of the stuff I have on this (not-so-) humble blog of mine, I figured I could make do with some cosmetic changes. While I am happy with how the blog looks at this moment (this simple design template works fine, really), there's some things on here that I need to get fixed - mostly because it looks aghast in my eyes.

Just as a note of forewarning: the changes you'll see here are not going to be overly dramatic. I'm not changing the colors and text to screw with any of you or anything, nor am I going to make this simple online journal of sorts extremely difficult to navigate. There's just a bit of things here and there that need repairs... and that's where I'm coming in to fix 'em.

Of course, what am I fixing? Well, I'll leave you to figure it out. The changes will slowly reveal themselves to you if you're curious enough to click around.

Oh, yay - looking through lines of code to make this site as close to perfect as possible.
What a reward this is.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to begin scanning my code. I'll see y'all tomorrow. *starts typing furiously*

Avenging Gales

Winds of confusion -
the weather of December
is quite so strange, yes?

Scrubbed Blasts

I want to post something, but something is telling me to post it tomorrow, so I will. In the meantime, Pokémon Rumble Blast and Scrubs are calling my name. Whee!

Good post showing up tomorrow, so you'll get to enjoy something as the work week starts!

Encroaching Holiday Darkness

CURRENT MUSIC:
Harry Gregson-Williams - "Shagohod"
Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater Original Soundtrack

Bear McCreary - "Something Dark is Coming"
Battlestar Galactica: Season 2 Original Soundtrack

Hitoshi Sakimoto - "Ground Battleship Marmot"
Valkyria Chronicles Original Soundtrack

Yoko Shimomura - "To the Battlefield"
Radiant Historia Original Soundtrack

Timothy Michael Wynn - "The European Storm"
Command & Conquer: Red Alert 3 Original Soundtrack

Late Budgeting

Something tells me that today will be one of those interesting days at work tonight.

I don't know what it is. We'll just have to wait and see, I guess.

I know - another crap-short entry, but I kinda woke up late, and catching up on Retail didn't really help me out any. =/

Later, all.

Unions of December Fun

Eleven months down and now... we're at the tail end of 2011. Amazing, isn't it?





CURRENT MUSIC:
Bear McCreary - "Dirty Hands"
Battlestar Galactica: Season 3 Original Soundtrack

I wanted to surprise you with a little something different, and I believe this piece does just that. Those of you who only know of Battlestar Galactica's music through what I've posted here will find a stark contrast between what I've posted before and "Dirty Hands." That's good - there was meant to be a difference in what you've heard before and expect to hear from the soundtrack... and what you end up hearing afterwards.

"Dirty Hands" aurally represents a "working man" theme, conveying through music a sense of hard labor and strain faced by crews aboard some of the more "essential" ships in the refugee fleet (such as a fuel refinery ship and a sewage treatment vessel). You can almost picture the formation of a union strike with this music. Matter-of-fact: a strike ended up occurring in the show itself...

As I've been a working man of sorts for the past eleven months, I have to say that this blues-sounding track carries a musical representation of the hard work I've done and the hard work I'll have to face in the future.

Plus, this makes for good background music for typing stuff up. Try it the next time you're writing some big, bag paper or a vehement e-mail to your supervisor about the pointlessness of TPS reports (or whatever business ethics minutiae you're calling them out on). Take the fight of the common man into your hands! ...er, I mean... *twiddles thumbs*