Domestic Geek

I finally updated my template to change some of my links. I'm still really angry about the losers on the web driving interesting people away from blogging. Oh, well. I hope they're proud of themselves.

The water company must've upped the chlorine content in the water again. It tastes like crap. Bleh! They must've tested positive for something yucky. There hasn't been much moisture here lately. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. I might have to figure out how to get a whole house filter. I've got a fiter pitcher, but that doesn't help the automatic ice maker.

I really need to find some other source of income in addition to finding a new job. My student loans are going to start coming due here soon (the first payment is the end of October) and I doubt I'll find a job that pays more than $15/hour to start, if that. Those are going to be painful checks to write every month. It wouldn't be bad if I felt it to be money well spent. As soon as I get my stinking piece of paper, the "Why you should think twice about attending schools like CollegeAmerica" webpage will be born.

I want to study something like web design, web programming or graphics. I'm afraid to after the crappy experience of late. Can I find a really decent school or am I better off trying to teach myself? I'll definately not look into it until I get established at a new job. Wouldn't it be nice to find a company that offers tuition assistance? I doubt many of those exist during these crappy economic times. Who knows?

I really don't want to go to work tomorrow. I'm so burned out and bored. The thought of making one more batch of dough makes me want to scream. Not only that, someone in management always does something over the weekend that makes me shake my head in disbelief of the stupidity of it all.

Well, I guess I better get offline and get my butt to bed. Boo.

I must be starting to get back to normal. I actually got a full night's sleep last night. I didn't wake up once and no bad dreams that I can recall. Now if I can find a decent job and get away from pizza, I'll be set. Marcus and I are coming to the sad realization that nobody is going to buy our house anytime soon, so we've decided to try and make the best of where we are at. This is one of the reasons that I did not want to start packing yet. Marcus had and now he may have to unpack some of it. Oh, well. I must work on my resume today. There is a job fair on Thursday that I must attend, so I've got to get in gear.

Pretty boring day today. Work, lunch, nap, grocery store, dinner, laundry, dishes, change oil, bathe rabbit's poo butt, update blog, bed. Somebody stop me--all this excitement is going to kill me.

We barbequed burgers on the grill for dinner tonight. YUM! Now I'm watching one of my favorite movies, "Rock 'n' Roll High School," starring the Ramones. I know their music is silly, but I really like it. I spent 9 hours prepping stuff today at work, making up for yesterday's fiasco. Unfortunatley, I was still at the one store when the manager got there. He apologized for the mixer. If he was truly sorry, he would've made some dough. Oh, well. I should be in bed, but I don't want to go right now. It took me way too many attempts to get a decent internet connection and I didn't want to just dump it after checking my email. I'm trying to download a song with Bearshare. I hate having dial-up. It took me two hours to get one song the other day. I need to get over to my dad's house and use his cable connection.

Man, I was so mad at work this morning I almost quit. The dough mixer at one of the stores has been broken for months. The little pin that holds the hook on (the part that mixes the ingredients) came off. We've tried JB Welding it back in its hole, but the force of mixing dough always breaks the weld. Since the store's sales have been so bad, I'm sure the manager doesn't want to tell the owner because it'll be really expensive to get it fixed. Anyway, he tried to JB Weld it again. If you've ever used that stuff, you know you have to clamp it while it dries. It expands as it dries, or something. Well, he obviously didn't since the pin sticks out about 1/4 inch too far. I had a whole mixing bowl full of ingredients ready to go and I try to put the hook on and it wouldn't go. That's when I realized he had tried to fix it. Well, I can't mix dough if I can't get the hook on. I ended up trashing the whole batch (think of how fun it was trying to get 38 pounds of wet flour and 23 pounds of water to the dumpster). Now I have to do two day's worth tomorrow (if they got it fixed). I was already torqued because they threw out some other dough because it "blew." That's when it proofs too much, becomes too airy, falls and can't be used to make pizzas. It usually happens when they pull it out of the walkin to speed up the proofing process and leave it out too long. The dough gets warm and the yeast activity goes nuts. Waste of my time when they do that. I get paid on sales, not on the dough I make. The manager of the other store I work at told me I could always make the dough at that store and truck it over to the other one. No f***ing way. If it comes to that, the idiot that caused this can do it. Once upon a time I was a loyal enough employee that I would've done it, but I won't give on this one.

I keep hearing people talk about how everyone is acting nicer to one another since the events of September 11th. I'm not seeing it. I was in Hobby Lobby today looking at stuff and people kept running into me, pushing me out of the way, etc. and not one "excuse me" from the bunch. When I excused myself to people, I was looked at like I was speaking a foreign language. Even the "thank you" and smile I issued to the clerk at 7-11 today was greeted with a scowl.