OF GIFT HORSES
Well, I got the job. Hooray! It'll be interesting, that's for sure. We'll see how things turn out. Unfortunately, my soon-to-be boss has read some of these entries. That sort of makes me uncomfortable. I want to be able to write about whatever I want here.
I'll be in charge of the very tiny creative team for this web design company. They bill themselves as a "one stop shop" for commercial websites. Meaning that they offer hosting services and all sorts of things. Personally, I would never want to have that much responsibility and would contract a lot of the work out but then... it's not my business. I'm just praying that I won't get spread impossibly thin.
I am not at all sorry to be leaving the company where I have been parking my derriere for the last eight months. I won't go into the particulars but parts of that job were really, really trying. However, I am sad to be leaving behind one person, Carl.
Carl sat in the IS department with me and was the absolute saving grace of that job. He had a sense of humor (disturbingly lacking in the real world) and wonderful knack for gossip. There has been no better person to shoot the breeze with here in L.A. than Carl. I will truly miss him.
Carl's two favorite phrases: "That's out of line" and "Way." As in, "That guy is outta line. Way." Puts a smile on my face. So... a shout out to Carl and, if you're reading, we really must get together sometime for beers.
Actually, Monday was a pretty good day. T. finally got those last four credits that he needed for his degree. It's a long story but basically he left the UO needing four more credits. He started work here in L.A. under the assumption that he would finish up as soon as possible. He took a math class from Santa Monica Community College and another long story is how he didn't get registered for it in time. He finished the class and got an 'A'. For the next six months he has hit so many brick walls and jumped so many hurdles that the boy has shin splints. Finally, he managed to get an interview with the Dean and they agreed to award him the credits. I think T. and I need to go out for steak dinners this weekend, don't you?
I ended up watching Melrose last night and howling my way through it. I missed most of last season out of boredom but it's really not that hard to get the gist of things. This one was so improbable and ridiculous. Poor Matt! The cheapskates didn't want to pay him for a few minutes of his time, eh? And, what about that "tell all" journal that he left behind. It looked like it was barely a hundred pages. All of their lives fit into a hundred hand-written pages! It amazes me how much fodder they have found at the bottom of that barrel. Keep digging, kids, keep digging.
I also watched Ally McBeal which annoyed me. I really can't decide if I like that show. There are aspects that I like but I don't like Ally's character. I was totally amused however at the announcement before the show:
is brought to you by Psycho."
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