Not Dead Yet
The rumors of my death are greatly exaggerated.
Rumors that are true, however, include but are not limited to the following:
- I am truly loving my new job liekwhoa! for so many reasons I just can’t even begin to explain. It’s made of all things win, seriously.
- Riding the STAR to work and back is making me cranky. It’s this super involved story and not worth explaining. To sum it up: I need to move; yesterday.
- I may have found an apartment. This makes me happy. More details to come.
I’m so tired today; I caved in and ordered pizza delivery even though I promised myself I wouldn’t eat out until I got my first paycheck.
Hmm.
There’s a random SQL error that keeps popping up that I personally can’t seem to create and thus can’t figure out what to fix. But I did disable a bunch of WP plugins — including comment subscriptions — so hopefully that fixes the random problem.
If any of you notice something odd going on here, do let me know.
The Meaning of “Day Off”
Someone needs to teach Yara what having the day off means, seriously. She’s just so . . . I don’t have a word for it really; anxious I guess. I don’t know. She’s been walked and had a rousing game or six of fetch. She’s happy enough to lie down by me if I call her to me, but only for so long and then she wanders off and does that pace my whole house thing she’s famous for when she is waiting for something.
What cracks me up, if we were at work she’d most probably be asleep right now. Definitely she wouldn’t have all this nervous energy that I can’t seem to expend. I’m not really concerned so much, I kind of understand it’s just her feeling we should be doing something or going somewhere. But I wish I had some way to settle her down. It’s kind of annoying in an amusing sort of way.
My entries are so blah lately, I’m sorry. :(
It’s Hard Being a Dog
Kayla asked me for a photo to go along with my testimonial. Definitely not the best photo I took of us, but it’s my favorite because of that defeated dog pictured above. Clearly, I ask too much of her, no?
EDIT: For some reason, the move to this new domain has messed up my tags. I am sad. :(
Our First “Week”
Two days is hardly an adequate amount of time to make any judgments, but I must say that Yara and I are quite happy at VESID.
Yesterday, was mainly spent acclimating to the new office. I was introduced to everyone else around the office — and then promptly forgot who they were. My computer got set up, including my specially ordered monitor, and I got my ID card and security pass. Yara was incredibly well-behaved through it all. There are two other dogs on our floor and they all were quite fine with one another. For the most part she was content to chomp on a bone under my desk, but anytime we were away from my desk and not actively going somewhere, she’d get a bit whiny. Still, she impressed pretty much everyone with her behavior; if she doesn’t end up with a swelled head from all the praise being thrown at her, I’ll be amazed.
Today was even better for her, now that she knows the routine a bit. I wasn’t away from my desk too much, so that probably helped. In fact, she was relaxed enough that she even napped a few times. She’s still very eager to explore and is a bit reluctant to want to bring me to where I’m intending to go in the building. Actually, this morning she walked me right passed the front doors and was quite insistent we should try a whole different building!
Work itself is . . . well, kind of boring. No one’s been in my position for about two months and so there’s a bit of lag with . . . I don’t even know how to define it. Mind you, I’m not complaining; rather I just feel like I should be doing something and I’m not.
Of course, the best part of my first (very short) week? I get a three day weekend; a paid one at that!