If I has a dollar for every time I thought too hard about trivial things, I’d be like “Where do these dollars keep coming from anyway? Who exactly is giving them to me? Do they have unlimited wealth, or something, or are they actively taking money from other places somehow? If they’re taking the money from the economy somehow, is that stealing? If the dollars were being spontaneously generated when given to me, would that be better for the economy, or worse? And how can they possibly know when I think too hard? Are they monitoring my life with cameras somehow? Can they read my mind? Now that I know about the connection between thinking too hard about things and getting a dollar, will the process continue? How many times per day would I have to think too hard to make this a profitable enterprise? Would my attempt to do so be bad for the economy? Could I use my magic money charitably enough to offset any harm I would cause?”
I should definitely note on the site that I am employed again. Using my new legal driving abilities I will be delivering food for a restaurant across the street from my apartment building. Driving regularly will certainly help me get comfortable on the roads quickly, but more importantly, this will hopefully help to lessen the severity of the bad money situation I’m in (I think that might be the point of jobs, right?). I don’t expect to be getting a lot of shifts, especially not right away, so I should hopefully have a lot of time for working on the site this Summer. I intend to make good use of it.
I’ve only worked on short training shift so far. If anything worth discussing comes up, I’ll maybe remember to say something. I could see more things worth talking about coming from this job than my last one.
Years ago I discovered there was some manner of mystery regarding cereal foods. That mystery: Where all those Golden Grahams go? Well I have an update now!
I don’t go into the cereal aisle very often these days, what with most varieties of cereal foods costing money, but a few days ago I was there and I noticed Golden Grahams. More specifically, it seems to have been rebranded as Golden Graham Crunch. I admit that it had been a long time since I last tried them, but these things seem exactly like regular Golden Grahams to me. Why the chunks the name has been changed, only marketing people could explain. I’m just glad to have eaten Golden Grahams again. I’ll give them Four out of Six Pieces of PDR’s Reviewing System Cake. It’ll be a few years, probably, before I think to look for them again, so they had better still be around.
So that’s one long-running PDR plot thread that has finally been settled. What will be resolved next? Stay terned!
Y’know, I sometimes forget to note the minutia of my life on here, which is insane because that is the ostensible reason for this site’s existence. So here I go:
On each of the previous weekends I saw a movie. First was the Hobbit, which I watched with Kip. Secondly, Django Unchained, which I saw with Marq. If these wind up being the only movies I see this year, I will have had a good year in theatres (That scenario is entirely possible, of course, since I can’t afford to see movies. Those ones were paid for by the fine fellows I was with).
Haiku!
It’s Gandalf Unchained!
Coming soon to cinemas!
But your tickets now!
Apparently a local theatre recently had an incident in which a man stood up during a screening of Django and began yelling at the audience calling them sinners and such. According to what I read there were about twenty minutes left at this point. The way I see it, the timing of the outburst makes it much worse for both sides. By this late in the show, the audience really paying attention to the thing. We’re talking the climax here. An interruption at that point is not going to be well received at all. And if the guy wanted to get his message out not to watch the movie, he should have done it much earlier, so that they would have time to get out. Man, I would be so much better at creating a scene in a movie theatre than that guy.
I’ve mentioned numerous times on this site that I’m currently broker than I’ve ever been. Well, that’s still the case. And since I don’t currently have a source of income… well nuts.
So this week I’ve found out how many job application forms I can fill in before my attitude problems start to seep into it. It’s one. One job application form. Luckily, I think I can answer in a such a way that you can’t tell the tone of voice I’m using. Like when they ask “Can we contact employers before your most recent employer for information” and I answer “Yes, though I don’t have contact information for people I worked for a decade ago” they hopefully don’t realize that I’m mentally adding “You FRIGGING IDIOT” to the end.
But, man, my rent is going up in a few months. I don’t care for that at all. But also, upon seeing how much money I made over the Summer, the government decided my student loan should be lessened by about five hundred bucks because they apparently assume I should have more money than I do (they already assumed I had several thousand more than I actually do). I guess next time I’ll look harder for the box I can check that says I was paying nearly a thousand dollars in rent because my terrible roommate did not pay. Thank goodness I have a paying roommate now. It turns out that it is really helpful.
In the meantime, I am also trying to do all kinds of reading for the school year. I’ve got one more class this semester than I did in the last, so I’m expecting to be pretty darn busy. I’m trying to get as much of the reading I need to have done before classes begin. I’m quite a slow reader, so this is not easy. I admit, I chose classes in which I’d already read some material, but there is just so much more to read. I’m pretty sure I can fake some it, but I really am going to try to read as much as I can. And that takes time.