Day Five
I've managed to remain relatively sane after five days of non-smoking. I'll be on the patch for a few weeks, so I'm not going through the physical withdrawal right now, but the habit is the hardest thing to break. I do feel much healthier though. I had been a non-smoker for three years prior to starting again nine months ago (approx.), so I still have a clear memory of what the life of the non-smoker is. I guess what I'm saying is that the transition isn't as hard for me as it would be for someone who had smoked for many years without trying to quit.However, I must digress, as this isn't my smoking-recovery web page, so I'll move on to something else. Work has been going well, steadily, for the most part, with moments of utter stress, chaos, and--most of all--stupidity. I love my job, but there are times when I suddenly realize that I'm performing an exercise in futility (just on certain projects, not on a general basis).
I'm really happy with the way things are going with the job at the moment, but I want to be making more money--a lot more money--and sooner rather than later. I've conveyed these feelings to them in the most diplomatic terms I'm capable of, and we've come to a comfortable understanding, provided that I continue to work my ass off.
Around the same time that basically asked for a raise, there was another incident in which I dangerously rocked the boat (not to be written about here), and was ultimately given what I had understood to be mine. At any rate, Danger is my middle name, *heh* (sidenote: I used to work with a guy who was given the option of choosing his son's middle name, as his mother chose his first name, so he picked "Trouble," just so he could tell people that the kid screwed up because his middle name was Trouble).
I said I was going to start blogging more often, and haven't, but apparently I'm still capable of writing a few 'graphs. Work has been oh so draining lately. The days seem so much longer now that I'm not taking any cigarette breaks. I should just get up and go for a walk periodically. I don't think anyone would even say anything if I just walked out. Unless I didn't come back, that is. . .
I think I'll go out at lunch and try to get some pictures to post tomorrow. The republican party is doing a pretty good job falling on its face right now, so I feel okay about taking a break from political rants. People in America are finally coming to see the true nature of the beast we call Policy. Bush is a snake oil salesman, nothing more, and phony patriotic rhetoric and jingoism can only get him so far.
Okay, I said I wasn't going to rant. I'm off to bed soon. G'night all.
posted by Skrambled Egghead Reborn @ 10:52 PM
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