... by Calvin Klein
Interlocutor: "What do you feel is your calling?"
Me: "Scientologists of the Operating Thetan Level."
I'm obsessed with the TomKat divorce and reading all that I can about it. Normally I'm a glutton for gossip but in a broader sense. I don't know what it is about this particular celebrity couple that makes me suddenly zero in but when I heard they were divorcing, I got really excited. No, I'm not a Cruise fan and I'm not someone who knows much about Holmes and I never followed anything about them other than reading things in magazines. I don't even refer to them as "TomKat" as I did above. But now I'm reading every article (and every article based on an article) about "Why Katie Left!" and "Why Katie's Asking for Sole Custody!" And even though I'm sure there is a non-disclosure agreement in the prenup, I am still hoping for insider info into the weirdo that is Tom Cruise and all that is Scientology*.
I'm also stoked because I think this news will successfully block out the chatter about the Pitt-Jolie engagement/wedding stuff. I like Brad and Angie, don't get me wrong; I just don't care about their seven hundred children (seriously, are they ever photographed by themselves without either each other or at least one child?) or their sultry love affair. Overexposed, I believe, is the word. I also don't care about pregnant celebrities or children of celebrities, in case you were wondering. And Lindsey Lohan. OK, yes, I'll admit that I think she looks fantastic for being 44 but I'm sick of people talking about what a phenomenal actress she is and if it weren't for her personal troubles yadda yadda yadda. She wasn't a young Meryl Streep for crissakes. Oy.
*Go ahead and bash me for that but Scientology is fucking bizarre. And if you've read this blog for any length of time you'll know I'm an atheist (which is fucking bizarre to many people) so no "just because your beliefs are of x faith and ours are of the Hubbard variety blah blah blah...." I don't give a shit, OK? This is my blog not yours so there.
Prospects
The snipped of conversation above actually came about when someone was asking me about what I wanted to do now that things have changed in my company. I'd like to turn what I do into a corporate department so that I can better service all divisions and not just the one I presently work for. That sounds like some bullshit you'd say at a job interview but it's true. What I do has grown to the point that it isn't a one person gig anymore and I think the entire company would be better served if we expanded it.
I'm still anxious and uncertain because now that Manager is gone, I feel my job is even more poorly defined than before. I'm not anxious like falling apart again anxious, just nervous and I hate that I don't have a firm grip on what is expected from me. My new boss is also new and he is only in the office once in awhile. We thought every other week until he made the full transition (his youngest is going to be a senior so he's staying in his state until she graduates). But today we found out he won't be in until the last week of July. Granted, he emails and calls but you know, that isn't exactly the same. Still, I'm hoping this is a good thing for me.
Interlocutor: "What do you feel is your calling?"
Me: "Scientologists of the Operating Thetan Level."
I'm obsessed with the TomKat divorce and reading all that I can about it. Normally I'm a glutton for gossip but in a broader sense. I don't know what it is about this particular celebrity couple that makes me suddenly zero in but when I heard they were divorcing, I got really excited. No, I'm not a Cruise fan and I'm not someone who knows much about Holmes and I never followed anything about them other than reading things in magazines. I don't even refer to them as "TomKat" as I did above. But now I'm reading every article (and every article based on an article) about "Why Katie Left!" and "Why Katie's Asking for Sole Custody!" And even though I'm sure there is a non-disclosure agreement in the prenup, I am still hoping for insider info into the weirdo that is Tom Cruise and all that is Scientology*.
I'm also stoked because I think this news will successfully block out the chatter about the Pitt-Jolie engagement/wedding stuff. I like Brad and Angie, don't get me wrong; I just don't care about their seven hundred children (seriously, are they ever photographed by themselves without either each other or at least one child?) or their sultry love affair. Overexposed, I believe, is the word. I also don't care about pregnant celebrities or children of celebrities, in case you were wondering. And Lindsey Lohan. OK, yes, I'll admit that I think she looks fantastic for being 44 but I'm sick of people talking about what a phenomenal actress she is and if it weren't for her personal troubles yadda yadda yadda. She wasn't a young Meryl Streep for crissakes. Oy.
*Go ahead and bash me for that but Scientology is fucking bizarre. And if you've read this blog for any length of time you'll know I'm an atheist (which is fucking bizarre to many people) so no "just because your beliefs are of x faith and ours are of the Hubbard variety blah blah blah...." I don't give a shit, OK? This is my blog not yours so there.
Prospects
The snipped of conversation above actually came about when someone was asking me about what I wanted to do now that things have changed in my company. I'd like to turn what I do into a corporate department so that I can better service all divisions and not just the one I presently work for. That sounds like some bullshit you'd say at a job interview but it's true. What I do has grown to the point that it isn't a one person gig anymore and I think the entire company would be better served if we expanded it.
I'm still anxious and uncertain because now that Manager is gone, I feel my job is even more poorly defined than before. I'm not anxious like falling apart again anxious, just nervous and I hate that I don't have a firm grip on what is expected from me. My new boss is also new and he is only in the office once in awhile. We thought every other week until he made the full transition (his youngest is going to be a senior so he's staying in his state until she graduates). But today we found out he won't be in until the last week of July. Granted, he emails and calls but you know, that isn't exactly the same. Still, I'm hoping this is a good thing for me.
An Update
No power and I took Johan to the vet this morning to board him. A woman I work with has a son who lives in my complex and he got his power back early this morning so I'm hoping I'll get mine soon. The complex emailed a statement that the electric company has said later today or tomorrow but their website still says July 8 so I'm going to just prepare for a few more nights of sweating by the candles and reading compulsively.
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