Developed some rather peculiar sleeping habits as-of-late.
Presently I'm makin' me some 4am oatmeal 'cause, well... I ain't been to bed in damn-near 24 hours and there's no chance in Holy Hell've me gettin' more'n two hours worth before I hafta' get up to do the whole work thing.
Christ, I hate you, work.
I've always wanted to beat Sheila into the office. Barring vacations and random illness, she's always the first one in our skiff in the morning. I'll enjoy the look on her face, knowing somebody else beat her to the punch this mornin'. Seriously, that woman is in by 5:00a.m. most days. Insane.
...also, I have archery practice this afternoon. I'd really like to be there early, as the nice(er) weather has allowed the gang to switch from our indoor arena to the outside range. Must make good on as much daylight as possible.
So, I'm going through spurts of both sleep deprivation and hypersomnia. I've noticed it this past week. Kinda' beginning to piss me off somewhat.
I've decided the likely culprit is a healthy combination of my brain brooding over two things: prolonged solitude and discontent with my current employment.
1) I haven't been in an honest-to-goodness relationship in about two years. This doesn't count random dates and that sorry mess with Jessie, my former hiking partner. I realize in hindsight that Jessie and I would make a horrible couple. Sadly, we'll forever remain in that slightly-intimate platonic limbo Hell.
Now, I've made several attempts in the past months (year?) to look for a lady-friend... just hasn't worked out to my benefit. I tend to go from studies to spending long periods alone in the wilderness to focusing all of my energy on work and back again. Doesn't leave much room for socialization. That, and the fact that my circle of friends is ever-so-small these days.
Is it possible I've completely forgotten how to be sociable?
Man, I need to meet some new people. Preferrably ones that what's got vaginas in 'em. Damn, the kid's kinda' gotten lonely... moody too, it would seem.
2) Work.
I like my job. I'm good at my job. I'd venture to say I'm better at what I do than most of the folks who've held the position in the past. This is certainly true of my single-remaining contemporary and my two predecessors.
But... my contracting company doesn't seem to give a shit about it's employees. I'm currently bein' paid at the bottom rung of my payscale. I'm makin' the least the company can get away with paying me. My last contracting company gave me 3 raises inside of 8 months. Current employers... nothin' in 11 months.
One of my archery buddies does program development for NGIA. He scoffed when I told 'im I was working 10+ hours of unpaid (glorious, ain't it!?) overtime per week. He's bugged me several times to float him my resume so he could vet it with his crew. It's looking like I'm going to finally do it. Most of my mental stress these days (aside from the whole " Tengu's alone" bullshit) stems from feeling overburdened and underappreciated for my workforce toils.
I'm done bitching... fer now.
Presently I'm makin' me some 4am oatmeal 'cause, well... I ain't been to bed in damn-near 24 hours and there's no chance in Holy Hell've me gettin' more'n two hours worth before I hafta' get up to do the whole work thing.
Christ, I hate you, work.
I've always wanted to beat Sheila into the office. Barring vacations and random illness, she's always the first one in our skiff in the morning. I'll enjoy the look on her face, knowing somebody else beat her to the punch this mornin'. Seriously, that woman is in by 5:00a.m. most days. Insane.
...also, I have archery practice this afternoon. I'd really like to be there early, as the nice(er) weather has allowed the gang to switch from our indoor arena to the outside range. Must make good on as much daylight as possible.
So, I'm going through spurts of both sleep deprivation and hypersomnia. I've noticed it this past week. Kinda' beginning to piss me off somewhat.
I've decided the likely culprit is a healthy combination of my brain brooding over two things: prolonged solitude and discontent with my current employment.
1) I haven't been in an honest-to-goodness relationship in about two years. This doesn't count random dates and that sorry mess with Jessie, my former hiking partner. I realize in hindsight that Jessie and I would make a horrible couple. Sadly, we'll forever remain in that slightly-intimate platonic limbo Hell.
Now, I've made several attempts in the past months (year?) to look for a lady-friend... just hasn't worked out to my benefit. I tend to go from studies to spending long periods alone in the wilderness to focusing all of my energy on work and back again. Doesn't leave much room for socialization. That, and the fact that my circle of friends is ever-so-small these days.
Is it possible I've completely forgotten how to be sociable?
Man, I need to meet some new people. Preferrably ones that what's got vaginas in 'em. Damn, the kid's kinda' gotten lonely... moody too, it would seem.
2) Work.
I like my job. I'm good at my job. I'd venture to say I'm better at what I do than most of the folks who've held the position in the past. This is certainly true of my single-remaining contemporary and my two predecessors.
But... my contracting company doesn't seem to give a shit about it's employees. I'm currently bein' paid at the bottom rung of my payscale. I'm makin' the least the company can get away with paying me. My last contracting company gave me 3 raises inside of 8 months. Current employers... nothin' in 11 months.
One of my archery buddies does program development for NGIA. He scoffed when I told 'im I was working 10+ hours of unpaid (glorious, ain't it!?) overtime per week. He's bugged me several times to float him my resume so he could vet it with his crew. It's looking like I'm going to finally do it. Most of my mental stress these days (aside from the whole " Tengu's alone" bullshit) stems from feeling overburdened and underappreciated for my workforce toils.
I'm done bitching... fer now.
giggles:
not getting paid for overtime really sucks, isn't that illegal?