Psuedo-update
Sep. 14th, 2007 05:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
astillarWork has been very busy and fast-paced this week, which is kinda good since it doesn't allow me much time to think about where I'd rather be. And with 9 to 12-hour workdays, the week has flown by. Both of my bosses left for the weekend earlier today, leaving me in charge, to which I mutter, "Like hell!" Tomorrow's drilling should be done by noon and right after that I'm on a plane to Austin! Yeah! I'll only be there for 26 hours and I probably shouldn't be spending this money . . . but it's important.
Since this job has us working on both city property, an army base, and an international airport, there are all sorts of security measures and background checks and rectal exams, etc. So I had to get my mom to mail me my birth certificate, since I lost my social security card years ago. Somehow she found my original social security card, like my FIRST one. My name was signed in pencil with the careful cursive hand-writing of a third-grader and the card was still attached to a paper printed with my original home address on it. Aww, that got me all nostalgic for a moment. How far and long ago my childhood in Arlington seems now.
Oh yeah, I had an interesting dream about ACDF last night. Most of the major players were there. It was as if we were in another city (like at a con) and we were doing a photoshoot at a fancy mall. Somehow, things got out of hand and we ended up demolishing an office building. We kept going with the photoshoot because as any cosplayer knows, ruins make for awesome backdrops. But then the cops showed up and it was either, go to prison, or go to an insane asylum. We chose the latter. I guess because they let crazy people dress up and not inmates? Oh! And some ACDFers got lucky too (not me). I won't name names, but if I blush next time we meet, you'll know!
Since this job has us working on both city property, an army base, and an international airport, there are all sorts of security measures and background checks and rectal exams, etc. So I had to get my mom to mail me my birth certificate, since I lost my social security card years ago. Somehow she found my original social security card, like my FIRST one. My name was signed in pencil with the careful cursive hand-writing of a third-grader and the card was still attached to a paper printed with my original home address on it. Aww, that got me all nostalgic for a moment. How far and long ago my childhood in Arlington seems now.
Oh yeah, I had an interesting dream about ACDF last night. Most of the major players were there. It was as if we were in another city (like at a con) and we were doing a photoshoot at a fancy mall. Somehow, things got out of hand and we ended up demolishing an office building. We kept going with the photoshoot because as any cosplayer knows, ruins make for awesome backdrops. But then the cops showed up and it was either, go to prison, or go to an insane asylum. We chose the latter. I guess because they let crazy people dress up and not inmates? Oh! And some ACDFers got lucky too (not me). I won't name names, but if I blush next time we meet, you'll know!
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Date: 2007-09-15 07:20 am (UTC)