On the rocks

Heh. Well. Apparently, my skills and services are worth 5%, versus the 15% I had thought we were agreed upon. And apparently I am supposed to be grateful to been seen as having so little value. I like how he compared my salary with those of people in a pay grade below, and a couple pay grades above, in the administrative tier - which is inappropriate to say the least, at least compare my salary to that of people in the same pay grade to decide what's equitable on that basis. It's called a pay range for a reason. So what if someone has a Master's Degree and can only be paid a "measly" $30,000 a year and giving me the 15% would cause me to surpass several Coordinators in pay. I was only asking because my job has changed so drastically and I would never ask for more than I feel I'm worth. I was given advice to put in my notice, but I refuse to give someone the satisfaction of running me out. Especially if that someone is only weeks away from leaving themselves, and is one of the main reasons why sometimes I detest my job. And no one should ever - and I mean EVER - think that they can lie to my face and think I won't find out. So, I'll take that 5%, and the 3% across the board in October (that all of the full-time staff gets, so don't be condescending to me and treat me like you're generously giving me that in addition), and don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out. This is not over. And GOD I need a drink.

Friday night's all right for posting

One of the most anticipated - and over-hyped - movies of recent memory comes to a theater near you (and me) in exactly a week. And I will be seeing this cult-classic in the making. Because it's so bad it's good! So, in tribute of that I present... Snakes on a Plan, the crappy internet Flash game!
Update time: Megan and I saw SoaP in a nearly empty theater on Tuesday. Totally the best bad movie I've seen in a while. The cornball was strong with this one. The snake cgi was sooo bad! Best lines - "Time is tissue" and "This shit is bananas". Best scene - it's a toss-up between the horny chick getting fanged in the ta-ta or the unpleasant British guy getting swallowed by the python. Although, Megan and I were rather upset that both the cat and the little yappy dog became snake snacks. Bonus: I've never heard of the band that made the video that played over the credits, and personally I find the song itself to be retarded as hell, but Megan thought the guy with the longish hair was attractive, so here's the video: Snakes on a Plane (Bring It) by Cobra Starship (and as noted by Nathaniel on I Guess I'm Floating, the blonde DOES look like Parker Posey - I was thinking the same thing while watching it the first time - how uncanny!).
(Apologies to whoever created the SoaP image posted here that I ripped off from Fark.com and who I cannot give proper credit to. I suck.)

It's really late, so I'll be getting to bed - but I'll post a couple of blog links before the delirium sets in.

Stumbled across The Impulsive Buy blog recently - it makes me giggle and my tummy growl all at the same time. Bring me Tastycakes!!

The Best Week Ever blog. Because I LOVE IT. So there.

The Generator Blog. It's an image generator site. Use it for your MySpace. Or your LiveJournal. Or your Xanga. Or...your eleventyhundred other blogs.

Motivational. Tool.

Well that clears things up - today we all had a meeting with the big cheese's head cheese that basically amounted to "Sooo...we know he's leaving, we don't know who will be in his place, or when, and it's not the best time for this with all of the big things going on and all, so, uh, hang in there..." so that totally inspires confidence in my leaders' leaders. I see now what an epidemic problem this is. Oh, and to touch on the vague and sort of cryptic thing I said about our co-worker's coffee pot earlier today, she's leaving in a month. Just told her boss yesterday. So we've jettisoned three dead weights in the span of two weeks. I say drinks are in order...
But, lets move on, shall we? Ah, speaking of robots - according to TV Guide.com, as Sci Fi Channel's Battlestar Galactica prepares for the October debut of Season 3 (much anticipated by yours truly), they will air a one-hour special titled Battlestar Galactica: The Story So Far, which recaps the past two years in the Human/Cylon struggle. It will begin airing August 13 on NBC's West Coast satellite feed. Subsequent broadcasts are planned on USA Network, Universal HD, Sleuth, Bravo, SciFi.com's Pulse broadband network and then finally on Sci Fi on October 6th. And according to Variety magazine, Brett Ratner (director of X-Men: The Last Stand) will direct a contemporized remake of the 1978 thriller The Boys from Brazil, which is, of course, based on the book by Ira Levin.

News to make someone's day

After a very, very long hiatus, The Killers are finally releasing their sophomore album, titled Sam's Town, due in stores on October 3rd. The first single has started to get some radio airplay, although I thought it wouldn't be released until mid-September. I heard it on our local "alternative" station during my drive home today. After hearing it again via their MySpace page, the song is really going to have to grow on me, and I hope this isn't what the record execs thought was the best song on the album. Mr. Brightside this definitely is not...
In other Brandon Flowers news, apparently marriage and a long break between albums has caused him to rethink his little indie-band tiff with Panic! At the Disco, Fallout Boy, and The Bravery. I mean, thank god, people! We don't need another musical rivalry reminiscent of the east-coast/west-coast rap fued that cost us the genius of Biggie and Tupac. In fact, their beef is so yesterday's news that The Killers are even set to tour with Panic! for some upcoming shows in promotion of the new album. More info about the band is available on their official website and via Island Records. And some more info on the new album via NME (with accompanying pic of Brandon's new "look" - who told him that 'stache looked good, & what the hell happened to the eyeliner???).

{see photo posted here for pink-leather jacket hotness of days past...*sigh*}

File under: wish fulfillment

Two items of note this afternoon:
1) The big cheese did indeed get his new gig, and his last day is the last day of the month. The only question that remains is - who do we get in his place? Will they be better, or (gods help us all) much, much worse? Time to consult the all-knowing, all-seeing ouija...
2) I have decided to see the doctor about possibly getting a prescription for anti-anxiety medication. I'm just a bundle of stress, and I don't really enjoy feeling tired and sick from being this tense all the time. Hey, nevermind. I think I found the problem. See #1 just above this.