The actual employment page for one of the companies I looked at. Looking at the man/woman ratio and the obvious bent these men have towards guns/drinking, I wouldn’t even want to work here if they were hiring. EW. Also I want to know who the artist is who drew this because I’m going for one of the two in the blue shirts and maybe the guy with the gun as choice 3. Though the taller ones looks like a web dev guy. And the one on the far right is the big biz leader guy. Senior software engineer just to the left of him. The short blue-shirted guy is probably just a programmer, and the one with the drink probably is too. That leaves gun and black-jacket to be the 3D and 2D artists and perhaps programmers as well. However it lies though, I bet you they still tell all those sexist jokes and dirty jokes that I could never stand in the CS department. It seems to happen all over and they look like just the types.
- me: filling out online job application
- me: *takes 1 hour to fill out application*
- website: ---an error occurred please try again---
- me: *flips back*
- website: all fields blank
- me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
The Pleiades came up in reading a couple times today. 1st mentioned in The Snake Pit, then in the poem Israfel by Edgar Allan Poe. I feel like I saw mention a third time but I cannot for the life of me remember where. I’ve been reading quite a bit today you see. I just found it interesting—I’ve never managed to find the Pleiades, though I think I’ll have to look for them now. I love looking up at the stars, but never noticed how popular this particular star structure was.
OH MY GOD
SCREAMS AND DIES
DOES A BACKFLIP
casually screams because the hobbit movie’s new official title is
THE BATTLE OF THE FIVE ARMIES
second day home alone all day and only my dad home for dinner. I just don’t really like it just being him—he always makes me feel guilty. And then he closed all the windows that I opened to let in the fresh air so it’s getting stuffy again. I’m tired of just having my bedroom and I should have showered this morning because I feel horrible and ugly. I should not have stayed up until 3 either—I can’t even remember what I was doing that late, just that it was almost three when I turned out the light. I hope I was writing.
I am determined to apply for the job in Nevada now across the street from where my friend works. His wife works there, and it’s not 3D modeling or animation but it’s a sort of art/graphic design job and his wife makes decent money he said. It’s better than being jobless and guilt-tripped here all the time, even if they don’t hire until June. Though I do wish I could live nearer the ocean or at least somewhere that it rains more than it does here, not less. There was a wonderful thunderstorm this afternoon and I was so happy I stood out on the porch and laughed as the thunder shook the teacups in their saucers and made the windows tremble. It sounded, smelled, and felt so perfect. I already miss the rain and hate that the sun came out.
Skip the drive-through and get lucky.
I am so glad this is mint, I thought they were making a collard green milkshake and I was so upset