Ash the Mighty

Title (got a problem with that?)

An old friend of mine and I have been talking a bit online. She just told me something that at first just made me laugh outloud about a previous mutual aquaintance (I can never spell that word) but upon further ponderance just makes me kinda glum. No need to go into the details or anything. It’s just late, most of my friends are asleep by now, and I felt a vague need to reveal to someone that it is interesting to me what will suddenly just knock you back on your heels.

I feel a little bit like when told me that she was getting married. Just kinda one of those “Wha?” moments.

Blah.

Anyway.

GodDamn continues. I got a promotion. I’m not sure I really deserved it, but I took it anyway. It frees me up to work at the Ren Faire in Feb/March if I so desire. Upon pondering, I’m definitely sure I didn’t deserve it and that it might end up screwing things up a bit, but this definitely gets classified under “way too damned late to do anything about it.” In other news, I have resurrected SIK Enterprises, mostly so that I can access all the pictures I had stored on it . . . and also because I’ve been doing a LOT more photography/graphic design work lately and I’d love to be able to brand my stuff. So woo hoo on that.

That’s it for now. I should really go to bed. This whole 9 hours a day, five days a week is new to me and I still don’t feel like I’ve adjusted. But hey, at least I’ll get a weekend in a few days! Woo hoo for that too!

Slainte.
~Ash.

Ow. Owowowowowow.

Went home early — very early — from work today. Had a little baby headache when I left the house. It was about a toddler when I dropped A_____ off at home. By the time I got to work it was about ready to go off to first grade (like my nephew, Connor, who’s first day at his new school was today!!). Then I sat down at a series of different computers with slightly malfunctioning monitors to take calls and BAM!!!! My headache skipped recess, puberty, it’s first kiss, prom, graduation, first semester of college, any number of keggers, and the inevitable “I’m taking a break from school”; and went straight to forming an overly loud band with other college drop outs who decide on a totally ridiculous and inane name like “Decomposing Monkey,” or “Death Surge,” or “TOOL” and started “playing” badly tuned rehearsals in my cranium. The pain got so intense so fast that I had to be vaguely rude to a caller, put my system on “Not Ready” and run to the bathroom where I . . . ahem . . . was ill. It was unpleasant to say the least.

So my boss sent me home. I apparently looked like crap. Good to know.

Several hours of sleep later I probably still look like crap. “Death Surge” is still set up and rocking out in my head, but it appears they’ve gone into their power ballad phase, so I guess I might be getting better.

Just thought I’d share my craptastic day.

~Ash (the not-so-Mighty).

P.S. Oh, and A____ has been sick too with a sore throat. So that might be coming too. Rock!

Another gradumacation

This time from training at GodDamnit. I’m now officially a phonebank slave, which is fun times. I don’t know how good I’m going to be at the sales side of things, so it’s a good thing that I can live (relatively) comfortably on my base-pay alone. Of course I’ve got to sell SOME stuff just to keep my job, but hopefully I’ll get those numbers at least.

In even more exciting news, a guy I work with used to work back in the day for Zia Records. This was WAY back in the day, as in when The Refreshments first came out. He managed to snag one of 1000 CDs ever made of their very rough debut, “Wheelie.” Most of the album was re-recorded and released as “Fizzy Fuzzy Big and Buzzy,” but it’s still a total collector’s item for dorks such as myself. I’ve in fact tried to get my hands on a copy for years now and even once bid over $200 on E-bay for a copy . . . and STILL lost to someone else. Well, this generous soul was kind enough to let me look at and read the liner notes of his copy (did you know that P.H. Naffah was not part of the original Refreshments? Me neither. Do you even know what I’m talking about? Didn’t think so), and then presented me with a burned copy of my very own. I listened to it on my way to the bar (where I drank heavily to celebrate said graduation) and on the way home from the bar (during which time I concentrated on not causing an accident nor getting arrested . . . MOSTLY joking, on that one BTW. I’m very anti-drunk driving and so would have certainly passed any sobriety test a police officer would have given me). It’s very interesting, and it’s fun to hear different (and rough is DEFINITELY the word for it) versions of the songs I know and love so well!

And finally, A_____ has chosen a rough departure date. She’ll be taking off on or around September the 21st. Much MUCH later than planned, but I’m really not complaining as it means so much more time with her. Granted such time will be limited from now on thanks to my weird work schedule (and the fact that between my two jobs I now work 7 days a week), but anything I can grab I will!
And on that note I must leave you all. I hope you’re disgustingly well and I’ll probably neglect to write you all soon!

Love and whatnot,
~Ash.