*Grumble*

I didn't get the job at Yankee Candles.

I'm "too smart" she says. And she needs someone with retail experience. I should have seen this coming when she cmmented on Tuesday that it should be really easy for me to find a job, since I have computer skills and experience.

Uhhh...lets see, I have retail experience? How many stores have I worked in since I was 16...let's count.

Linens and Things
Reebok
Nike
the Consignment shop in Dallas
Geoffrey Beene
Capacity
Corning-Revere
Rite Aid

I'm sure I'm missing one or two.

Oh and whatever happened to "You have experience and thats good. And you certainly have customer service experience. We can teach people how our stocking works and how our cash registers work, but we can't teach them how to be nice." Yeah, she said that.

*reminds self that unemployment is coming in and it is enough to cover rent, bills and groceries*

Well...I guess that means I go to the Starbucks interview. I really REALLY don't want a job where my schedule is going to involve me either coming in at 6AM or working until 930-10pm. But if I get that, I can keep looking. Though...I dont like the idea of taking a job and leaving it a week or two later. In considering how easy it's always been to get a retail job, I never thought about the fact that working in tech support might make it harder to go back to that.

But in the last few weeks, I am a lot happier. Now that I've got the money worked out, I'm far less stressed. I'm sleeping a lot better. I don't dream about fixing computers anymore. I'm getting stuff done that I WANT to get done.

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I am seriously thisclose to calling up my stepfather and giving him a piece of my mind. But I don't want to impose the sort of headache that would result from that upon myself. but the more I think about this, the more it irks me, and it shouldn't. It didn't at first for very good reason. But it's started to.

I guess I should give backstory:

The only people in my family that know about me being in ADF are my mom and stepfahter. My sister might know, I'm not sure. It's not that I hide it, it just hasn't come up with anyone else. So my mom may have mentioned it to others...I have no clue, but I doubt it. I didn't swear anyone to secrecy, nor would I care to. Actually, none of that is really relevant.

So anyway, around 3am Sunday morning my mom called me back after I called her about my bank overdraft, and while I was talking to her, my stepfather yelled something over the phone. I didn't really hear it, so she repeated... "Get off that road you're on it's not doing anything for you."

I was too upset over the money thing, so I ignored it, Monday I talked to my mom again and asked about it, and as I suspected, she said it was about "the Druid thing."

Moments of cntention between me and my mom usually go the same way. She says something, I respond with an explaination or opinion...she misinterprets it for being defensive (when I'm not)...but then I actually DO get defensive. It went pretty much like that this time.

So my response to "the Druid thing" was "That's what I figured it was, okay. I'm not worried about it because he has no idea what I am or am not doing to make any kind of statement like that."

So she starts in with her "Wait a minute, there's no need to get defensive. Hes just worried that you're going to get hung up on spells and incantations and thgins you dont need, and its going to stunt your spiritua growth."

And I said that I dont do that...and before I could go any further she said "Well he doesn't know that and those are just a couple of examples of things like that."

Yes, my point exactly..he doesn't know that.

Of course when I first told her about this, I gave her the ADF website and asked her to take a look at it to see what it was about- she never did (my mom doesn't generally do online stuff, except as it pertains to their business, but I'd hoped she might.) and when I went back to PA at Christmas, I took my ADF member's guide and DP book with me so that she could look at it, but that never happened.

We haven't really talked about it much, and I haven't exacty been desperate to tell them all about everything that goes on. Sometimes she asks about it, but nothing really in-depth "Oh, how's that going?" "Oh, okay well that sounds fun. Your sister and Dave are moving into their house this weekend you know..."

And Mike? Never even bothered to say or ask anyhting about it. Ever. Even once. Just that one comment.

I'd sure like to be able to tell them about it and have them take some level of interest in what I'm doing. but I'd be happy with them just basing whatever opinions they have on fact, not assumption.

I did get from Mom that she would have the same concerns if it were a Christian church, and that if I were to go back to the Catholic church, she would "really need to have a serious talk with me."

I fee better, knowing that it's not specifically the fact that it's a pagan group that she takes issue with, and I know how she feels about the Catholic church, so I know why she would have more issues with that.

I wrote her an email just now:

It bothers me that you and/or mike would be worried about what may be "holding me back" spiritually without knowing what I am or am not doing. I've given you the website to ADF, I brought my books up with me at Christmas to show you, but you haven't checked either one out.

I'd like to refer you again to the ADF website- http://www.adf.org, and to the Grove website- http://www.cedarlightgrove.org

I'd also like you to come down here some Sunday morning, or possibly to one of our rituals- though those are always on Saturdays- and see what actually goes on. I am serious about this, and I don't see that changing anytime soon. If there are going to be any problems with it, I'd rather you be not okay with what is than with what's only assumed.


(The comment about rituals on Saturdays is because they work every Saturday night)

So yeah...I'm just kinda pissed off about things being assumed rather than they asking me what I'm doing. When I talked to my mom on Monday, I did get to tell her a litle more, that there are certain things that ADF does and believes as an organization, while individuals are always free to pursue anyhting that interests them, and there's only a few really serious things that they draw the line for. I explained to her about the very strong disposition towards educational pursuits, and I think she feels a little bit better now but she still hasn't really a clue as to anyhting I might be doing.

We shall see what happens.

In Other News...

My replacement coffee pot for the Wal Mart Wonder came in today.

I spent a lovely day yesterday with unprotize cleaning up her house, listening to some realy great music, chasing after a couple of cats and having sushi. I also inherited some housewares in the process. And got some mosquito bites.

I decided not to go to the Starbucks interview. I don't want to take a job, knowing that I'll quit it the second something more accomodating rolls around. I've got the money to cover what I need and its only a matter of time before some place says "Okay, sure we'll hire you."

I got this uber-patronizing letter in the mail today ordering me to attend an "Early Intervention Seminar" for two days next week. Hmm...makes it sound like I have a drug problem or something?

I was in bed before 11 last night, asleep shortly after.

Bridget and I will have new roommates when Mea moves out...yeah, that's two. rolsby and skyewindsinger will be moving in.

I think that might be all the news for now.

Oh, I had a nightmare last night. I haven't had one since the really horrible one that I had while attempting to recover from The Death Cold From Hell (Where I dreamed that somethign was attacking me and trying to convince me that it was a demon, and I couldn't wake mysef up, even as I was actually physically attempting to stand up on the mattress)

This one didn't involve anything supernatural. Every time I've had a nightmare for the last couple of years, it's been some sort of evil supernatural being attacking me in my sleep. For reasons I can't recall, I and a few other people were sneaking around outside a warehouse at night. We were about to leave, when all the lights went on and police officers with drawn guns caught us. They ordered some other people dressed like bikers to handcuff us to a bar overhead, but fr some reason, never locked the handcuffs around me. There were four of us, and each was being watched by one of the bikers, who also had guns. The one who was watching me told me to leave since my handcuffs were open, and asked me why I was being so stupid...I wanted to run, but I couldn't tell if he was serious or just taunting me. He had two guns, and he put one to the instap of each of my feet and laughed at me...after a long time, he pulled the trigger on both, nothing happened- his guns weren't loaded. Someone else was saying something about injecting drugs into us, and at that point I ran. As I was running, someone reached over and injected something into my back. whatever it was, it didn't do anything to me. i ran until I came to an office with a locked door. I banged on the door, and it was answered by my 9th grade art teacher. I don't think she recognized me. That's all I remember. Oh, and at some point, there was something about it being my birthday and someone gave me a black coordless phone in a blue and purple box. I was really confused, but all i remember from that part of the dream (And I don't remember when in the dream it happened...after I escaped I think), I asked the person about it and they said "yep, that's your birthday present alright."

Weird. I woke up from it. i was scared during the dream, but it didn't leave me feeling terrified when I woke up and afraid to go back to sleep like nightmares usualy do. It was just...weird.

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Some companies cash in on upcoming 666 frenzy

Beware June 6, 2006: The apocalypse, the Antichrist, death metal and Ann Coulter will all be among us.

*sigh*

So I don't have a Bible handy, and I don't know where to look for it, but I heard once that the "number of the beast". if you did the math correctly is actually something like 31660 or somehting like that. Can anyone debunk or substantiate?

Over the years, I've had a number of customers who have added items to purchases to avoid paying $6.66. I used to have a coworker who would make a comment "That's not a good number to have" every time someone had three consecutive 6's in their serial number, phone number etc.

And Anne Coulter is just arrogant and annoying. Ooooh, the alliteration. They picked 6/6/06 for the release date before the book had a working title. It's her "little tribute" to liberals.

I'll stop now before I go into a rant about the conservative versus liberal war and those who's primary joy seems to come from making digs at the other side.

I Don't Get It.

The Da Vinci Code.

What's the big deal.

Why is it any worse than any other piece of badly-researched fiction?

Disclaimer: I have not read the book. By saying "why is it any worse than any other piece of badly-reasearched fiction?", I mean "Why do you (you being those who decry it so loudly as The Sum Of All Evil) consider it any worse than any other piece of fiction that you would call badly-researched?"