Why is it always like someone turned a switch, in Maine? Yesterday morning I put on a flannel, tonight I'm in shorts and undershirt, sweltering.

It's much cooler in the bathroom, so I sat on the tub for a while and read the most recent "Coyote" story (Allen M. Steele - settlers on another planet in conflict with other settlers who follow them, basically) in Asimov's. I think that series has jumped the shark. This one character - Zoltan, what a great name - had himself grafted with bat wings and now he thinks he's a god. Dude, if you got bat wings grafted on, you're a Dark Lord - just get honest with yourself about that.

I'm just full of complaints tonight. A bug bite I got weekend before last is acting up because of the sweat, so I put hydrocortizone and a bandaid on it. And I have a headache - probably from exhaustion. I'm drinking peach vodka, and am not even through the first shot and my face is feeling numb. Yeah. I'm tired. Stayed up too late last night trying to update my resume. Because...

Our airport is going to be used for a testing ground, yet again. They're going to train a very few people to spot passengers who might be trouble, in hopes of getting rid of the Selectee system (or so they tell us). We'd be SO happy to see the Selectee system go the way of the do-do, it's a nightmare for us. So I signed up for the new training, as did almost everyone else. Interviews are being conducted to see who they want to train, and I had my interview today. Even had to bring my resume to it, almost like a real job change. I don't think it would mean a pay increase, though, which would bum me out, because apparently (so I found out during the interview) they will bounce people around on their schedules. The whole idea sounds interesting, though - learning to watch passengers and be able to specify which behaviors tell us that they are nervous and planning trouble.

During the interview they asked if I thought race or religion should enter into the assessment of a passenger when looking for potential troublemakers. I answered honestly that I thought it would be silly to do that - I've worked with a variety of people and you can't make generalizations based on things like that. But even though my answer was honest, I also knew that was what they wanted to hear. They said, though, that some people have actually told them not only that they thought race should enter into it, but they even had a Supervisor from Logan start doing derogatory impressions of Black people during the interview. I was dumbfounded, and (once again, honestly - hm, why the hell am I so honest?) said I couldn't imagine someone would be so stupid as to actually SAY something like that during the interview. I mean, bad enough that they actually think that way, that's appalling, but that they actually think it will be acceptable to say such a thing... I'm afraid our country is going to implode though sheer stupidity.

I wish I had something interesting to write about. [livejournal.com profile] inscrutable offered that people could pimp their LJ's on his own, just leave a comment about why your LJ is cool to read. I commented that I can't imagine why anyone reads mine. I think I'm quite dull. I suppose people read mine because I read their's and they are just returning the favor. Either that or they might know me in RL and want to keep up on my take on things and events in my life. I have no idea. Anyone want to enlighten me? Or, if you want, you can pop over to [livejournal.com profile] inscrutable's journal and tell him why you read me.;)
derien: It's a cup of tea and a white mouse.  The mouse is offering to buy Arthur's brain and replace it with a simple computer. (Default)
( Jun. 10th, 2004 10:06 am)
As [livejournal.com profile] rowantree mentions, schizo weather, here. 92F yesterday (although everyone was arguing if it were really less or more than that - typical) and today my website shows 57F/14C. Raining lightly, on and off. And I feel like crap, but am getting more interested in walking to work the more tea I drink. That way I can get some Green Mountain coffee. Mm. *eats chocolate*
derien: It's a cup of tea and a white mouse.  The mouse is offering to buy Arthur's brain and replace it with a simple computer. (Default)
( Jun. 10th, 2004 11:40 pm)
I put my hair up in pigtails for work today, because I felt like shit this morning and wanted to look as bad as I felt - it was a kind of "keep away from me so I can die in peace" instinct, I wanted to repel people.

And I got compliments on how cute my hair looked all day.

When I told ElvenGirl and CeeJay (previously referred to in this journal as CG) that, they suggested it would be more effective to just not brush my hair so that people would think I was dirty and smelly, or actually not take a shower. I admitted that after walking to work I am rather sweaty anyway (all I can really do about that is pat myself off with paper towels and powder myself down) and ElvenGirl offered, "You could take a shower when you get to work, and CeeJay and I could scrub your back for you!"

I was like "o.0!?" - and ElvenGirl got a good laugh out of my expression. :)

Later CeeJay called me Poke-her-hontas, and I admitted in high school I was called Squaw, because of my braids. (And my faux-buckskin jacket. Oh, and when I tell people that they always start to take offense, until I tell them it was a Native American kid who came up with that nick.)

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Headline news courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] licking_suntan:
Bush Selects Zombie-Reagan over Dick Cheney

I get holiday pay on Friday, for the National Day of Mourning, so I guess I have one thing to thank Reagan for.:)
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