So there's an open position at work, which would equal quite a leap up the proverbial ladder (not to mention more money...oh so much more money). Except for the fact that 1) I don't want it and B) it requires a higher education level than I posess. So that settles that. I still don't know what's going on with any potential career move for me, and I waffle about the level of interest I have in such a move. Some days I think it would be great to make that move and be mentored and have a boss that is invested in me. And other days I silently count the little blessings that come my way and think I'm better off staying where I am and coasting through for a while. I feel like I've been planning my life in three month increments for the last year and a half. Where am I going from here, and how do I get there...?
Funny...this is also my five year plan!
Overheard: In the Meantime, I Plan to Fake It 'til I Make It
Interviewer: So where do you see yourself in five years?
Candidate: Knowing things. Like, knowing knowledge about everything.
Miller Avenue
Fontana, California
via Overheard in the Office, Aug 11, 2008
Who would win in a shark vs polar bear no holds barred battle to the death?
According to Spaaaaace Ghooooost they are nature's best friends!
And everyone knows that, beyond producing hot predator on predator action, Global Warming = more less pirates! And that's bad. For everyone except ninjas...
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mmm, this chart confuses me. remember the shrimping pirates we saw trying to escape the jaws of the coast-guard? what time of the year was that? I still have photo of that that you gave me somewhere...dangerous Greeks and their skrimps.
Did you also enjoy your thursday?
Yeah. Actually LOOKING at the chart I see it states the opposite of what I said - I forgot that Global Warming = LESS pirates. Which is bad. For everyone except ninjas. I will edit my post appropriately with strikethroughs and addendums and such as. But the graph itself is from Venganza.org, so you know it's pasta-approved...
BTW: Tomorrow the food and drink are on me. We'll have to stop by the store after delivering my precious bairn to his grandmama, however.
De nada. I enjoy having the opportunity to hone my heckling skills and be profane, and hanging out with adults other than the one I'm married to (who I love but I honestly can't take him ANYWHERE) is always a blast. I hope you got your fill of Bowie in tights and glitter.
And yes - what was that whole rushing off about? You missed out on the Home Depot/Lowe's/local nursery marathon...lucky you!
you just called me an adult! I must pass this around!
:)
the tights were 'profane' in and of themselves (hello? too much package for kids!)...but the glitter is simply irreplaceable. anyone who utters the words "fear me, love me, and I'll be your slave" whilst heavily dabbled in gold glitter, eye shadow and matching lipgloss with a slight a hint of golden sheen, well...its just fanfuckingtastic!!!
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