Wonderful...
It's funny how every time I sit down to post, I get this little nagging in the back of my mind that says "You don't really want to do this. Just... Wander over to Youtube or something." Usually that little urge wins but I promise I won't let it this time... I promise.
As far as personal news goes, some of you may have noticed that I fail to live in Kansas City. This is true. I now live somewhere between Des Moines and Pella. I've been here about three or four weeks now, and I've gotten used to it. Sort of. There are many things about the city that I miss here. But I always knew that. The really great things are those that you don't expect, like the first time I walked out the front door after dark and gasped in surprise at what I saw, "Oh, my God! Stars!" And I just basked in the starlight for a while, until mom got really upset and yelled at me for just standing there with the door open. She was worried animals would get in.
And that's another thing. The world around us is just brimming with life, but in the city, that becomes lost on us. We retreat into our Anthrocentric nutshell-universes and forget the rest of us. Here, there's just no way to shut that out of one's mind. There's always deer to watch for while driving, deer walking though the front yard, the sound of Coyotes and bobcats in the woods, the birds are nearly always singing, and the mice are nearly always rummaging through our stuff. Mice don't bother me that much, but they scare mom to death.
I haven't really gotten to ride my bike much since the move; I find this upsetting. Honestly, though, It's in need of serious work. The drivetrain's acting up again, and I want to keep off until I get it worked out. It's not like I'm not getting exercise at work anyway. For about a week after the move, I would just get home from work, sit down in front of the TV and X-Box until I went to bed. That got really depressing pretty fast, though, so I haven't touched it since.
Work is alright. Nice, actually. I was under the impression that I would be working for Lowes, doing something like elecrical or plumbing, but noooo, the universe had other plans. Check this out: There's a company called Plant Essentials that provides plants for the Lawn and Garden centers. I work for them now. I am official a "Merchandiser", which really means "Flower Arranger"... well, not really. Every couple of days or so, a semi truck will pull up to the gate. Mary, the receiver, will unload the truck and move the plants though the gate after checking them into the Inventory control system. From that point, they are my responsibility. I put them where they belong, shufle them into a visually pleasing display, and try and make sure they don't die until after the customer buys them. I find the job oddly satisfying. Must of the time it's just grunt work, but occaisionally I get really into a flower display (red and pink 6" geranium endcap, say), let my inner fag out and end up humming "what have you done today, to make you feel proud?!" for the rest of the day. Fun stuff.
By the way, has anyone else noticed that home improvement store seem to attract lesbians like moths to a partictularly moth-attractant light bulb? Seriously I must have met, like, six of them in the first week. And those are only the ones that are easy to spot.
Hmmmph. Gotta go. Damn, I was just getting into it. >.<
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