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Monthly Archives: December 2009
Dec
14
On Making Decisions…
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Had an interesting email in my inbox this morning. One of those internal office sorts of emails wanting to offer me a different position in the company, with the added bonus of getting a rather high level of clearance. In the government world, this is a very Big Thing. It almost certainly means more money. That level of clearance is practically a golden ticket to getting employment pretty much anywhere you want, at least in the world of government contracting. But. (There’s always a but, isn’t there?) A few years ago, I would have jumped at the chance. In fact, when I got hired on at the company I’m at right now, I was actually up for two positions – the one I have, and another that would have gotten me the clearance. In the end, I turned down the clearance position. There were several reasons for this, a major…
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Dec
13
SteamPunk Angel
Steam Punk Angel by =mynfel on deviantART I don’t actually have a SteamPunk story written, but there is one percolating in the back of my head. Plus I had a perverse urge to dress Piper up. So there we go. 🙂 I went ahead and made up a new Word Whore banner for myself with it too:…
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Dec
13
Dancing Beneath Jetfire
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I’ve never been overly fond of the beast known as the office Christmas party. (Or Holiday party, if you prefer). Most of the time it seems to be nothing more than an excuse to force employees to rub shoulders yet again, pretending they actually like each other over a cup of eggnog pretentiousness. At least, that’s always been my experience with them. In past years, I’ve been to parties at the CEO’s house (previous employers), where it seemed like nothing more than a way for the bigwigs to show off just how much more they had – bigger houses, pools, servants, a chance to lambada with the newest blond trophy girlfriend – then the rest of us peons. Do I sound bitter? Maybe. I have to admit that in my younger, leaner years, being told that instead of paying out holiday bonuses, the amount was going to go towards the…
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Dec
11
Rebel Without a Cause…
Posted in mustang, random
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Well, not really. I was thinking on that Prague blog post from a few days ago. I don’t think I ever went through that “finding myself” crisis. The most I ever did was buy a Mustang when I probably shouldn’t have. More specifically, I still owed $8,000 on my Saturn and yet somehow when I went to “just look” at the Ford dealership, I ended up driving away with a 35th Anniversary Special Edition Mustang. Only about 4,628 of them were made – 1,259 of them in silver. I was 25 and stupid, I guess. I didn’t need a new car, but some perverse side of me decided I wanted one anyway. Mr myn was only my boyfriend at the time, but in a major act of good faith, stroked me a check for $1000 to use as a down payment. The rest of it I took up the pooper…
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