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Aug. 22nd, 2007 04:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
badstarI took a test a little while ago here at work. Word is they're using pass/fail as a basis of order for sending people for CVE certification training, which takes place at several of the clients locations around the country, though I think they're just doing either California or Andover, Mass. Ideally I'd like to go to Mass because that's where the headquarters are as well as the level two techs and it would be cool to meet them. Buuuuuut if they want to send me to California, I won't complain. it'll be sometime this fall or early in the winter, don't know exactly when yet.
Woohoo! My first business trip ever!
In other news, I now have green finger nails.
In yet other news we still have house issues. Caryn suggested that I skip everyone else and go straight to the building inspectors. I called them Monday, the inspector for my area isn't in on Mondays. I called yesterday, she was out sick. Third time's a charm, eh? Lets hope I get her today.
I had a bizarre dream the other night about visiting someone's house, but this house had like 10 or 15 floors, (five of which were basements with a packed dirt floor) and th whole thing was built around a central open area, with one room on each floor and really rickety wooden stairs between most of the floors, except for one which appeared to be just a small landing with a link, a computer desk, a computer and a curtain against the wall, and a rolling office chair. All of this sat on a platform that jutted out into the open space...and this was maybe the 7th or 8th non-basement floor....and there was not railing or other means of confinement on this open platform out into empty space. So I had to get up to the next floor, and the only way to do this, it seemed, was to climb onto the desk (which by the way, was on wheels) and then jump over the wall behind the desk, and get to the steps to the next floor that way. so I'm carefully getting on this desk and grabbing onto the wall ledge when it starts to roll a bit. Luckily I manage to swing myself up and get a foot over the wall, then the rest of me and drop down on the other side where another rolling office chair was sitting. I sat down to tie a shoelace, and then I realized that i could roll through the curtain and onto the platform- which had previously only covered a space on a solid wall.
Okay...why is it that 75% of my dreams contain bizarrely-designed houses? Nevermind, don't answer.
Damn, I forgot how much I love listening to The Rembrandts...must do that more.
Here's another tattoo picture. You can see most of the kanji, and the top bit of the tree...but all of the text, so unlike the previous pictures, you can see whereabouts each one is on my back. I'm not planning to have any more pictures snapped of the tree til it's finished being colored...and I'm already thinking of another one, which if I have things my way, will have it done next month (There's a reason though...see, I want to get a small sunflower. Alex wanted a sunflower tattoo in high school (actually, I did too), and she died ten years ago, and her birthday is next month, so...I'm just not sure where. Maybe on an arm?)
Woohoo! My first business trip ever!
In other news, I now have green finger nails.
In yet other news we still have house issues. Caryn suggested that I skip everyone else and go straight to the building inspectors. I called them Monday, the inspector for my area isn't in on Mondays. I called yesterday, she was out sick. Third time's a charm, eh? Lets hope I get her today.
I had a bizarre dream the other night about visiting someone's house, but this house had like 10 or 15 floors, (five of which were basements with a packed dirt floor) and th whole thing was built around a central open area, with one room on each floor and really rickety wooden stairs between most of the floors, except for one which appeared to be just a small landing with a link, a computer desk, a computer and a curtain against the wall, and a rolling office chair. All of this sat on a platform that jutted out into the open space...and this was maybe the 7th or 8th non-basement floor....and there was not railing or other means of confinement on this open platform out into empty space. So I had to get up to the next floor, and the only way to do this, it seemed, was to climb onto the desk (which by the way, was on wheels) and then jump over the wall behind the desk, and get to the steps to the next floor that way. so I'm carefully getting on this desk and grabbing onto the wall ledge when it starts to roll a bit. Luckily I manage to swing myself up and get a foot over the wall, then the rest of me and drop down on the other side where another rolling office chair was sitting. I sat down to tie a shoelace, and then I realized that i could roll through the curtain and onto the platform- which had previously only covered a space on a solid wall.
Okay...why is it that 75% of my dreams contain bizarrely-designed houses? Nevermind, don't answer.
Damn, I forgot how much I love listening to The Rembrandts...must do that more.
Here's another tattoo picture. You can see most of the kanji, and the top bit of the tree...but all of the text, so unlike the previous pictures, you can see whereabouts each one is on my back. I'm not planning to have any more pictures snapped of the tree til it's finished being colored...and I'm already thinking of another one, which if I have things my way, will have it done next month (There's a reason though...see, I want to get a small sunflower. Alex wanted a sunflower tattoo in high school (actually, I did too), and she died ten years ago, and her birthday is next month, so...I'm just not sure where. Maybe on an arm?)
