Misc. Bits on a Friday

[anogete]

Jason was hanging around the kitchen yesterday after work while I was making dinner. He had went to his therapy session earlier in the day and obviously wanted to talk about it, so I asked him how it went. He said, "I drew a picture of you like the one I drew at my grandmother's house." Before Christmas, we were at his paternal grandmother's house and, out of boredom, he drew a picture of me looking angry and petulant. We both laughed about it because it actually looked rather accurate. Anyway, I laughed at him and called his bluff, saying that he most certainly did not draw another picture of me like that. Jason isn't the type to go for therapy of that nature, especially since he isn't an artist by any stretch of the imagination. He admitted that he had not drawn any pictures, but that he had spoken of me to his therapist. I didn't ask any follow up questions because anything he said, even if it was about me, isn't really my business. After a couple beats of silence, he grabbed me from behind and kissed me, then said that everything he told his therapist about me was positive. Then he ambled off to the music room to check his e-mail. It was a pleasant surprise, not what I was expecting. We get along very well, but I know I'm not the easiest person to live with. It's nice to know I'm appreciated. He was very lovey-dovey this morning, too. Usually, mornings consist of avoiding each other as much as possible and conversations carried by grunts and snorts. A kiss good morning is absolutely unheard of unless it's a weekend. Maybe the therapy thing is helping him more than I thought it would.

I half-heartedly worked on the paperwork for a bid yesterday at work. We submitted it in the early afternoon and found out minutes later that we have been awarded the project. The first project we've managed to snag in months. Even though it is a small one--only $400,000--it's still a step in the right direction. We really need to acquire more work if we want to avoid laying anyone off. It's a miracle that hasn't happened yet.

Jason and I have been watching Wolf's Rain, but I just can't seem to get into the flow of the show. I suppose this is because I don't particularly care about any of the characters and the entire presentation comes across as too kiddish--like I should be watching it at 3:00 in the afternoon on Cartoon Network. And I'm not into that sort of anime.

Holy crap, it's Friday, the 13th, you guys.

I've been tempted many a time in the past two weeks to write scathing comments about our government and the course they have decided to put our country on, but I've resisted. It would just end up being a rant of epic proportions in which nothing is resolved or changed. I fear for our collective future. Nineteen Eighty-Four, here we come.

Comments

[myvacuumsucks.livejournal.com]

No layoffs in a construction company? Wow.

It's been Nineteen Eighty-Four since 1947, when Truman drummed up the Red Menace to scare us.

Eastasia is our friend, but Eurasia is our enemy.

Eurasia is our friend, but Eastasia is our enemy.

First it was the Germans and the Japanese. After they were gone, it was Russia, who was our ally.

After Russia fell, it was state-sponsored terrorists.

And there is no need for anything after that, because the term is such a loose interpretation of "terror," so we'll never need another enemy.

The War on Terror can go on forever, like the War on Drugs and the War on Poverty.

Perpetual war stimulates the economy, after all.

/rant

[anogete.livejournal.com]

The state of this country is getting progressively worse by the day. I'm rather sickened by it and the stimulus and all of these shady things the Obama administration is doing. I didn't vote for Obama, but I was definitely willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. I wanted him to get in there and shake things up and do things differently, but he's looking to be just as corrupt as Bush, and it's very disheartening. His advisers seem to want another depression because that's where this is going. And then we'll all be starving on the streets and eating soylent green given to us by the government. It makes me want to move to some remote country and never think about this place again.

We're getting ready to do layoffs, I think. I've been hearing rumblings of it for the past month or so, but it looks like there will be a layoff next week or the week after. Probably about 20 of our 100 guys. The owners here put off the layoffs because they really hate to layoff people, but sometimes it just has to be done to keep the company running.

[myvacuumsucks.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't mind a depression. It would give me the ability to commit crimes without fear of authority. Fuck standing in line for bread that costs 25 dollars a loaf; I'll just steal it.

Why not ask for a bailout? haha. <-- disheartened laughter

[dressagegrrrl.livejournal.com]

Awwww. That is so sweet. What a nice boy. :)

I also had trouble with Wolf's Rain. It just didn't pique my interest at all. You're right. A bit too kiddish. And not the right KIND of kiddish. (Azumangah Daiah is, though!) WR is just more... immature or something.

[bleedtoblue.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm glad you think the therapy is working, that sounds a lot like mornings at my house. Nobody wants to talk to me until I've had coffee and TSO makes it for me at that. I just stumble to the coffee maker, have a cup and sit with my laptop until I feel human.

[mist72.livejournal.com]

I am happy to hear the the sessions seem to be working for Jason. Panic attacks are even scarier when your ill-informed about them. I hope it continues to work out.

[ccangel42.livejournal.com]

that's cute that he just did that out of the blue. i'm glad the therapy is helping!