Now I'm Here
Jun. 9th, 2004 03:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
twicketfaceThere was a time not long ago when shoe shopping was an exciting endeavor. New shoes were what got you noticed on the playground. A new coat? Coats are lame when you're 8 years old. New pants? Yeah, big deal. But new shoes? Destination: Awesomeville. Population: You.
Now, shopping for shoes is a pain in the ass, because I need to search by size instead of style/function. Such was the case last night, except Payless might be my salvation. I've searched and searched for non-sweatshop clothing and footwear, but the attempts have been futile. Anyway, I found some sandals, a pair of Skeetcher-esque boots and a pair of tennis shoes - once they all get located and ordered, I'll likely only be set back $60 or so. Not too shabby.
I injured my shoulder recently, either while mowing the lawn or while busting moves on Marie. Either way, I think I need to change my technique.
Work has been busy lately, in a crappy kind of way. Last year during the performance evaluation process, everyone complied with my reasonable deadlines and things were oh so smooth. This year, it has been just the opposite. Someone's going to get fucked over in the process, I just know it. I think I need a career change. I like the people I work with (for the most part) and am competent at my job (again, for the most part), but I've got no real desire to be here. Not a whole lot is pushing me and it's been rather draining lately. Not a quarter-life crisis, but close I suppose.
Now, shopping for shoes is a pain in the ass, because I need to search by size instead of style/function. Such was the case last night, except Payless might be my salvation. I've searched and searched for non-sweatshop clothing and footwear, but the attempts have been futile. Anyway, I found some sandals, a pair of Skeetcher-esque boots and a pair of tennis shoes - once they all get located and ordered, I'll likely only be set back $60 or so. Not too shabby.
I injured my shoulder recently, either while mowing the lawn or while busting moves on Marie. Either way, I think I need to change my technique.
Work has been busy lately, in a crappy kind of way. Last year during the performance evaluation process, everyone complied with my reasonable deadlines and things were oh so smooth. This year, it has been just the opposite. Someone's going to get fucked over in the process, I just know it. I think I need a career change. I like the people I work with (for the most part) and am competent at my job (again, for the most part), but I've got no real desire to be here. Not a whole lot is pushing me and it's been rather draining lately. Not a quarter-life crisis, but close I suppose.
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Date: 2004-06-10 08:33 am (UTC)