A continuation of the norm! My life is nothing, if not stable...
Work continues to be an emotional challenge. The more time that I spend there, the more I realize that the hard part is not the actual labor that I am expected to perform, it's all the little side items that pop up throughout the course of the day that make me want to crawl inside my own stomach. I'm beginning to see why people in the real world have "job descriptions." I always thought that they were beurocratic garbage, but the more I think about it the more I like the idea of telling my boss that driving a van from here to Seoul is not my job, (Just an example) and that he can't expect me to do it.
Other than dealing with work, there's not much really going on. I'm continuously preparing to leave the Army. Job hunting and apartment searching, (god bless the internet!) I haven't decided where I'm going to go to school yet. I have to say that decision will most likely be based on where I wind up. *sigh* It would be so nice to not have the responsibility of being a 26 year old. It would be so cool to be able to keep the knowledge that I've earned from 8 years of adulthood, and then revert back to being 22... I'll be a 27 year old college freshman, that has to work full time. I feel subdued about the whole thing. Scary shit.... leaving the only world that you know.
Ok... other than that, there's really nothing to report. Jeremiah (my dog and best friend,) is doing well. Bob recently described him as "amicable." I hope he's not too torn up when I come to get him. Penelope is doing well, also. I saw her when I went home on leave. She's still a holy terror when the lights go out. Cats are wierd like that, I guess. She slept on my head while I was home. I miss that.
*yawn* it's time for bed.
Work continues to be an emotional challenge. The more time that I spend there, the more I realize that the hard part is not the actual labor that I am expected to perform, it's all the little side items that pop up throughout the course of the day that make me want to crawl inside my own stomach. I'm beginning to see why people in the real world have "job descriptions." I always thought that they were beurocratic garbage, but the more I think about it the more I like the idea of telling my boss that driving a van from here to Seoul is not my job, (Just an example) and that he can't expect me to do it.
Other than dealing with work, there's not much really going on. I'm continuously preparing to leave the Army. Job hunting and apartment searching, (god bless the internet!) I haven't decided where I'm going to go to school yet. I have to say that decision will most likely be based on where I wind up. *sigh* It would be so nice to not have the responsibility of being a 26 year old. It would be so cool to be able to keep the knowledge that I've earned from 8 years of adulthood, and then revert back to being 22... I'll be a 27 year old college freshman, that has to work full time. I feel subdued about the whole thing. Scary shit.... leaving the only world that you know.
Ok... other than that, there's really nothing to report. Jeremiah (my dog and best friend,) is doing well. Bob recently described him as "amicable." I hope he's not too torn up when I come to get him. Penelope is doing well, also. I saw her when I went home on leave. She's still a holy terror when the lights go out. Cats are wierd like that, I guess. She slept on my head while I was home. I miss that.
*yawn* it's time for bed.
arete:
my cat snores....all night long..... 
arete:
ps- thanks for commenting on my set 