another week of work in the can

which reminds me i need to update my spreadsheet- gotta keep track of those hours. Loren came today; he'll be staying through the . we watched the 3rd DVD of season 1 of STTNG. he got his report card Tuesday this week, and his grades went downhill again. he scored a decidedly lackluster GPA and got an F in language; i'll spare him the public embarrasment of posting his entire report card online. suffice it to say he lost his video game priveleges until the next report card comes out. we spent an hour pouring over his recent past performance leading up to that report card on his school's website. i didn't realize until talking with his teachers on parent-teacher conference/report card day that all his grading and work-due information was available online. i'll be keeping an eye on his performance. his teachers all beamed and heaped praise on him for his manners, politeness, citizenship, etc- and reluctantly repeated yet again that he has too much missing work. organization is definitely his downfall; at least it's a fault he comes by honestly.

my hands are killing me. i've been working at Crown Enterprises for about two and a half weeks now. every day i move thousands of little pieces of steel around multiple times, always twisting and pulling and grasping. my forearms and hands have ached nonstop since i began working there, and my fingers are generally numb, and hurt when they're not. i think i'm probably doing permanent damage to my arms, but there's not really a lot of choice in the matter for me. you take the work you can get. the money's alright (nothing spectacular....i'll certainly not get rich doing this job) and the commute is downright reasonable, especially when compared to the insanity of living here and working in downtown Seattle. there's also the factor of stress- working for this small family-owned (and predominantly family-operated) company is much less stressful than working for trade-marx (i swear Don's gotta be bipolar or something) and dealing with his megalomaniacal lowbrow attack monkey Bart Haynes. did i mention how big a jackass Bart "don't cross me cuz no one but me knows anything about this business" Haynes is? just wanted to make sure i got something on the record about that pathetic bastard with delusions of grandeur Bart "i just might lose my temper at any moment, grab you bodily and haul you around by your coat" Haynes, since he's such a prick and all. wonder what the guys in the shop are up to these days.

don't think i mentioned before that my mom and dad got robbed in plain daylight two weeks ago. while they were out working in the yard someone just nonchalantly strolled into their house and walked out with Dad's wallet and Mom's purse. Mom and Dad got their purse and wallet (respectively) back this morning; someone discreetly put them in a plastic baggie and returned them unscathed, although lighter by a credit card and a bank card (also respectively, and cancelled anyway); the returner placed them in a visible location sometime Thursday night, as if someone wanted to somewhat atone for the damage done without incurring charges pressed against them or theirs. it's nice my folks got their stuff back, i know how hard it is to get robbed. tomorrow Loren and i will make the trek south to visit with all the local Pelkey (and neo-Pelkey) clan extant in that vicinity and celebrate Jason's birthday. that's about all the plans i have for the weekend so far.

so it's 12:45am and time for me to wrap up and get some ZZZZs. i was going to say tonight's moral was "don't get me started on that fool from trade-marx" but while that was apt, i then thought it probably ought to be "don't go work at trade-marx" which is good advice in general for people who hate working with pricks, but upon further consideration i thought "hey, i've got a job that's payin' down my debt but it's hell on my arms and hands" would be fitting also, but although a true statement, it's really not overtly moral in nature, so i found myself back at the drawing board from which i eventually settled on "typing gratiuitously long run-on sentences into your blog may provide fleeting satisfaction but is ultimately meaningless", but that too lacked that certain i-don't-know-what, at which point i realized "BIG SMILES :) Loren's here until Wednesday sometime" is, of course, the best of them all.