"It's all [her] fancy, that: [s]he hasn't got no sorrow, you know," said the Gryphon.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Sorry I haven't been around..
but I don't have an internet connection at home right now. I'll be back when I'm finally connected to the web. In the meantime, I thank the people who keep coming back here to check up on me.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
New Job
Sometimes things work out. Today I accepted a new job. I'm very excited about it!
I didn't have to look very hard. Someone who used to work at my old company started working at another company and they needed to fill the position. She asked me to get in touch with her about interviewing there. I wasn't sure if I wanted to work there, it's a bit smaller company than I'm used to, but I decided to go as a good way to "practice" interviewing. Turns out it's a good fit, or at least it appears to be. I'll find out very soon when I start my new job on Monday.
Hooray!
I didn't have to look very hard. Someone who used to work at my old company started working at another company and they needed to fill the position. She asked me to get in touch with her about interviewing there. I wasn't sure if I wanted to work there, it's a bit smaller company than I'm used to, but I decided to go as a good way to "practice" interviewing. Turns out it's a good fit, or at least it appears to be. I'll find out very soon when I start my new job on Monday.
Hooray!
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Story Of My Life
"Everyone says 'I love you.' But just why they say it for I never knew. It's just inviting trouble for the poor sucker who says 'I love you.'" - Groucho Marx, playing guitar while in a canoe, Thelma Todd rowing...and a duck following closely behind. From the film "Horse Feathers."
Lots of people tell me I fall too fast, too quickly. I get emotionally involved at the speed of light. Conventional wisdom states that it's impossible for any man to be in a position to reciprocate in that situation. That it's caused me no end of pain and suffering. That the guys I really like(d) were/are jerks. Nothing has worked up to this point so I suppose they're right.
Still, if it weren't for people like me Groucho would not have had as funny as song to sing, certain stories, "Wuthering Heights" comes to mind, other songs, art, theater, movies, etc. would not be here.
As I've noted before I am stupid and foolish about these situations and inevitably end of up being burned/taken advantage of, but as I pointed out recently to someone I can't help how I feel. I'm sorry about that, but only in the sense that it offends others not in the sense that it bothers me.
So as I wander the fogged-in moors of my love life wearing velvet overcoat and carrying a cane with a squeaky horn and slightly crushed top hat, I see hope in all places. Love does that to me even after it's kicked me repeatedly in the teeth. There are many songs to sing, stories to tell and read. I have faith in the power of love. I'm not sure about my faith in myself and I certainly don't know about faith in most men, but I place my faith in love. It's all strangeness anyway.
And to make everyone else happy I'll try to keep a lid on my emotions more next time.
Lots of people tell me I fall too fast, too quickly. I get emotionally involved at the speed of light. Conventional wisdom states that it's impossible for any man to be in a position to reciprocate in that situation. That it's caused me no end of pain and suffering. That the guys I really like(d) were/are jerks. Nothing has worked up to this point so I suppose they're right.
Still, if it weren't for people like me Groucho would not have had as funny as song to sing, certain stories, "Wuthering Heights" comes to mind, other songs, art, theater, movies, etc. would not be here.
As I've noted before I am stupid and foolish about these situations and inevitably end of up being burned/taken advantage of, but as I pointed out recently to someone I can't help how I feel. I'm sorry about that, but only in the sense that it offends others not in the sense that it bothers me.
So as I wander the fogged-in moors of my love life wearing velvet overcoat and carrying a cane with a squeaky horn and slightly crushed top hat, I see hope in all places. Love does that to me even after it's kicked me repeatedly in the teeth. There are many songs to sing, stories to tell and read. I have faith in the power of love. I'm not sure about my faith in myself and I certainly don't know about faith in most men, but I place my faith in love. It's all strangeness anyway.
And to make everyone else happy I'll try to keep a lid on my emotions more next time.
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