I was right. It was a project manager position.

I was perfect for the job.

Except that I don’t have a bachelor’s degee (any bachelor’s degree). And I am in school (to do just that), so I wouldn’t be able to spend several days at once out of the city at one of our other installations.

I didn’t get the job because I’m going to school.

Disclaimer: This post is written as these things pop up in my head. You were warned.

My car is in the dealership’s hands. I hope my dad knows what he’s talking about when trusting a dealership. The Ford one screwed me over when I had that Mercury Sable wagon, but then again, it is Ford.

And no, Rodney didn’t install my gas tank. It’s on right-side-up. *brandishes GM bag*

I asked questions in our general meeting today. Questions that might get me fired. Again. It’d be funny if they fired me for that. From the way the VP’s were nodding with what I said, tho, I hope a promotion is more in the works. Speaking of which, I seem to not be able to find Garth to schedule that interview. The amazing disappearing VP.

Anime night was good, and odd. It’s incredibly difficult to not get goaded into one-upmanship with her. And of course, the chick that is always there at 21st Century is hawt, and probably has the fanboy brigade issue. *SHRUG* Whatever… she seems to have some odd spiritual similarities with me. Good conversation. So hard to stay on topic when Cheri is in a conversation. So hard to finish a story. I did it a few times, by letting her finish her thread, then going back to the original thread. Patience _must_ be a virtue.

Finance drives infected with 8 virii. Cleaned. St00pid ATX people. And, of course, the Columbus people have *no* antivirus software. At least the Philly (ATX) people seem to have THAT down.

Middle management. Heheheheheh. Me, in middle management. Heheheheh… HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA… BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! Oh, dear lord, the humor in daily life… *wipes away tear* middle management *snicker*

Gonna go see Yoda kick ass and Jar Jar get all st00pid (wait, there’s a change?) tonight with the Texan. Maybe meet up with some CoreComm crazy people at the Roadhouse or over at the theater.

Final thought (ala ): I like cheese.

I saw her yesterday, before Blodgett picked me up from the engineering building. I still don’t know what to think or say or do or not do. *SIGH*

: He does indeed still have his space-age water bottle, Kati Crash is still in school (tho she walked on my birthday), and my prof’s baby is 2 now. I would have sworn him a flamer.

Hopefully my postcards made it into the mailman’s hand yesterday.

I don’t have a headache today.

I have something meaningful to say, but I have no idea what it is.

I love this class. It’s clicking really well, and I’m digging all of the reading. It’s entirely worth tacking the debt onto the end of my car loan.

I’m a little worried, as I’m trying to make 3 payments of $550 this month, instead of just one. I slacked off a little, and this is the catching up. Right, of course, when I need to buy books and get my car repaired. Hrm, I think the bus routes are online.

The Green Spiral Inn mailing list has once again narrowly avoided being destroyed. Fuckit, I may destroy it anyway. I’m the only admin, and there’s a whole bunch of stupidity there. It WOULD be really, really fun to just hit that “delete group” link. Sooo… very…. tempting….

Blodgett got laid off, and he was so happy that he bought me lunch.

I am currently downloading binaries that are far too large in alt.test.

Weekend was good, not enough writing. Far too nervous about my class.

Today was very, very odd. picked me up and took me to class. I had actually had enough time to shave and clip my fingernails this morning. I got to class about ten minutes late, but I got there. The prof is a REL prof, which just happens to be my major. So much for university required. MU HA HA!

Class ended early (the only time that it would, the prof assured us), so I walked from Engineering down to the College Store, near work. Ow. Ow ow ow ow. My ankles killed. They’re better now. I really should get some inserts for them, especially if it’s going to be some time before I can get my car fixed.

is going to pick me up from work. He rocks.

I start learning Kung Fu on Sunday, May 26th. Diggity. By then, I’ll have my routine down with class and work, so I should be able to balance a third. Heh.

I really need to find a way to get my car fixed. *SIGH* I’ll probably have to ask the parentals for cash… AGAIN…

My car’s “volts” battery light came on. I figured, hey, it’ll make it home. The radio flickered in and out, losing its presets. Then the car kept rebooting, I shit you not. It would start turning off (not stalling out… the speedometer and the other dials would go all the way to zero) then catching and turning on again. I got as far as my exit.

I had a nice, refreshing walk in the rain from the exit to my apartment. I got to see some schweet lightning, and enjoy the cool rain. Also, two very cute girls in a Saturn stopped and said they’d seen my car and wanted to know if I wanted a ride. I don’t know why, but I said no thank you and that my apartment was right down the road. They asked if I was sure, and I said that yes, and I needed the walk anyway. They left, waving and wishing me a good night. I wished them the same and grinned.

That was when the first lightning strike lit up the sky.

My leather trench coat is now well-tested for wet weather, and it beats the canvas one hands down. I am all wet (at least my head and the front of me, as the coat was open) and red in the face and alive and glowing and flushed. I feel really good.