Ang guys? Lay off the Axe. It doesn't really make you as attractive as the ads imply.
-Brandon
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Message to the out of state UofI students back in town
You don't need obscene cleavage and asthma inducing amounts of perfume when going to your classes. It's school, not a fucking bar crawl.
Ang guys? Lay off the Axe. It doesn't really make you as attractive as the ads imply.
Ang guys? Lay off the Axe. It doesn't really make you as attractive as the ads imply.
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Morris Brown
I can't get enough of this song. I don't know what it is. There is just so much going on in the music and it all fits together so perfectly.
-Brandon
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Made a new mix cd
It has a kind of an upbeat dancy theme to it. I guess I was prompted to put it together by my recent obsession with Bondo Do Role as well as my introduction to ESG. Everything else just sort of added itself in. I do think that it is interesting that more then half the songs or artists in the mix have some connection to Diplo. Shows what sort of influence he is on my listening habits.
-Brandon
The Show
I have enjoyed some of Ze Franks other internet creations in the past. His videoblog dubbed "The Show" has me hooked. Well it can be picked up from pretty much anywhere he has enough inside jokes to leave a lot of newcomers confused. Which is why it is a problem that he doesn't have an easily available link to the first episode. Thank god I'm here to save the day.
-Brandon
Monday, August 07, 2006
Fuck Israel. Fuck Hezbollah too, but fuck Israel a little more.
I don't understand why the west is so overwhelmingly in support of Israel when the root of the current and past conflicts with Lebenon, ongoing conflicts with Palestine and arguably the entire unstable middle easte situation lies in Israels history of militeristic and anti-arab policy. It pretty much began when Israel forced non-jews who had been living there when Britain had colonized, irrigated, and made it livable out of Israel and into infertile desert and wastelands where the refugees struggled to survive. It escalated when Israel over to an act of resistance by expanding borders and forcing refugees who had already been forced by Israel to move once to do so again. It happens over and over again. 1-10 Israeli's die from a terrorist act and Israel responds be killing ten times as many Arabs. The argument is that supposedly the disproporionate response will teach people to leave Israel alone. Of course it hasn't had any effect besides encouraging civilians who have suffered from Israeli oppression to side with the anti-Israeli terrorist groups. The real justification is that the lives 10 Jews are somehow as valuable as 200 Muslims. The justification is that Israel is led by people who some unproven and illogical believe that it is their god given right to control and dominate the region.
What I really hate is how some people percieve any disagreement with Israel as somehow anti-semetic. Or that being against Israeli defense policy means I somehow side with the scumbags launching rockets randomly into populated areas for the same (yet reversed) bigoted reasons that Isreal has. It is true that I am not a fan of religion and I am definatly "anti-religious influenced-political policy." What I am not a fan of truly though is senseless slaughter with no goal other then revenge or some abstract, never fully communicated lesson that has to be taught through mass murder.
What I really hate is how some people percieve any disagreement with Israel as somehow anti-semetic. Or that being against Israeli defense policy means I somehow side with the scumbags launching rockets randomly into populated areas for the same (yet reversed) bigoted reasons that Isreal has. It is true that I am not a fan of religion and I am definatly "anti-religious influenced-political policy." What I am not a fan of truly though is senseless slaughter with no goal other then revenge or some abstract, never fully communicated lesson that has to be taught through mass murder.
-Brandon
Drunken post number 2? 3? 2.5? I mean... like... the second night of drunken posting... but not in a row. Just in general.
I am going to make an attempt to post a new blog post weekly at the very least. For now, in order to gain attention, here is my latest post which was written, posted and is being reposted far less then sober. I vow to not alter or delete this for the sake of honesty, the most important quality a human being can have.
So Steven(download his mixes, he is not only a sweet DJ but you can respect him as a person too) and Allyson have moved into the apartment from Steven's old place and Tim is now living with Carrie which is kitty-cornor (IE we are next to Steven and Allyson's apt.) to Violet's (who hates post modernism apparently but I can't accuratly yell you why) and my (who thinks some post-modernism is pretty clever) apartment. Tonight I drank with Tim, Patrick (I know through Tim and who is awesome but who I find intimadating in so far as he seems a lot smarter then I am), Carrie (I know through Tim and don't know that well, but seems cool and I will likely know better just because of proximity to our apartment) and Dustin (who is cool to hang out with because not only did I not know him that will, but I haven't seen him since High School until this week). I'm not as drunk as my last labeled drunken post but this is probably more then I have drank outside of a bar or party situation. The good news is I've finally cleaned my fridge out of all my "opened and mostly but not completely used bottles of alcohol." I don't drink much beer unless I've had a lot of something else before hand so I don't care about the terrible taste. One of the few beers I can drink and not hate is Guinness, and I generally find wheat beers far more barebly then light (and more widely drank) beers.
I'm not sure why it matters (and if I hadn't been drinking I'm almost positive I wouldn't bother telling people some of this) but I find reading my own drunken blog posts interesting, I'm less compelled to hide things when drinking (going so far as saying things to acquintances and strangers that I don't even tell my best friends or family). It makes for an interesting psychological study of the self.
Right now I notice that it is harder to focus and appreciate some of the music I love when drunk then when I am totally sober. What I sometimes wonder is if that is because I don't honestly emotionaly enjoy some of the music and I am a subconcious poser (which is a nightmare situation, and possibly why I fear it) or if it is because I honestly listen to music with intelligence and alcohol (which impairs the mind) messes with my ability to intellectually enjoy the most intelligent music I listen to (which is what my egotistic self wished to believe). I know that I fall somewhere between those situations. I know my (and every person whether they know it or not) is mostly shaped by nothing more then personal opinion but I also know that in the height of passion I tend to represent my opinion as fact and reject opposite opinions as wrong or inferior. I know it's pompous and doesn't make my any friends but it is something I do. I think it is probably because of my awkwardness and inablity/ignorace to function in honest social situations that prompts me to emphasize and subconciously hope that my strong polarized opinions will gain my attention and maybe respect where my social confusion and maybe slight social anxiety set my back socially.
I know that my silence and inability to communicate with strangers out side of functional situations is rooted in my anger and emotional problems way back in elementary and some of middle school. I basically taught myself somewhere between sixth and ninth grade that the best way to avoid bullying and frustrating social situations I experienced thoughout elementary school was to learn to become socially invisible. I stuck to the few loyal (and arguably foolish) friends I had made and only made more through their introduction. I avoided strangers and stayed silent in classes. I didn't talk to strangers in a friendly way. I basically protected myself from pain (through bullying and violence) and ridecule (by saying somthing stupid or un-PC) by staying silent. My few best friends through high school (Violet, Steven, Martin, for a while Bobby Kennedy) kept my sane. They taught my enough (probably unknowingly) to function once I was finally placed in social situations outside of highschool and outside of pre-established social circles to at least function.
I think that the next most important part of my social development was to gain a job at the Hamburg (also thanks to Violet). The people at the burg have taught me to be comfortable with strangers and far more willing to remove my walls in front of strangers. They helped me to lose my social stiffness and take risks and do socially and sometimes legally unacceptable things that I had no moral or philosophical problems with. They only things holding me back was my fear of social fuckups.
I feel like I'm finally socially developing in a way everyone else did back in middle and highschool that I had subconciously prevented until some very cool people had helped my break out of.
In hindight I know I have messed up situations with people who were interested and made an effort to establish something with me. I regret my past ignorance.
The problem with this situation is simply that I finally feel tempted to enter a relationship beyond friendship but not only do I feel afraid of fucking up the act of establishing it but I worry about fucking it up with my personal neorosis after it has been established. And I worry about fucking up a friendship that I feel that I've just learned to maintain with a proposal of a sexual relationship. And I'm frankly afraid of the act of sex. Not that I don't want to experience it, but simply that I'm worried of embaressment from fucking it up when everyone around me has had some time to learn how to do it right. I know some of these fears are illogical and silly. And I preach and believe that emotions (like fear) that contradict logic are stupid to follow doesn't make me any less human or any more likely to resist my illogical emotional pitfalls.
I honestly wish that society had developed in a way that made my social indecision the norm for men and made women the traditional innitiates of a relationship. Not that I envy the hardships of women through the years, or that I am so naive as to think that any situation could possibly develop where men could be in control of society without having to be in control in the bedroom. I just don't like responsibility (which is probably the root of all of my problems in the first place, including what I haven't mentioned here).
I'm done. I vow to not edit this after the booze has worn off. It's a personal blogging philosophy anyway, but I want to make it official for my less then sober posts. Fuck revisionism. It's simply a long term form of dishonesty (which I disrespect more then any other human quality).
PS all conclaveproject.org sites are broken and not updated they are simply the last place I know these people have updated.
So Steven(download his mixes, he is not only a sweet DJ but you can respect him as a person too) and Allyson have moved into the apartment from Steven's old place and Tim is now living with Carrie which is kitty-cornor (IE we are next to Steven and Allyson's apt.) to Violet's (who hates post modernism apparently but I can't accuratly yell you why) and my (who thinks some post-modernism is pretty clever) apartment. Tonight I drank with Tim, Patrick (I know through Tim and who is awesome but who I find intimadating in so far as he seems a lot smarter then I am), Carrie (I know through Tim and don't know that well, but seems cool and I will likely know better just because of proximity to our apartment) and Dustin (who is cool to hang out with because not only did I not know him that will, but I haven't seen him since High School until this week). I'm not as drunk as my last labeled drunken post but this is probably more then I have drank outside of a bar or party situation. The good news is I've finally cleaned my fridge out of all my "opened and mostly but not completely used bottles of alcohol." I don't drink much beer unless I've had a lot of something else before hand so I don't care about the terrible taste. One of the few beers I can drink and not hate is Guinness, and I generally find wheat beers far more barebly then light (and more widely drank) beers.
I'm not sure why it matters (and if I hadn't been drinking I'm almost positive I wouldn't bother telling people some of this) but I find reading my own drunken blog posts interesting, I'm less compelled to hide things when drinking (going so far as saying things to acquintances and strangers that I don't even tell my best friends or family). It makes for an interesting psychological study of the self.
Right now I notice that it is harder to focus and appreciate some of the music I love when drunk then when I am totally sober. What I sometimes wonder is if that is because I don't honestly emotionaly enjoy some of the music and I am a subconcious poser (which is a nightmare situation, and possibly why I fear it) or if it is because I honestly listen to music with intelligence and alcohol (which impairs the mind) messes with my ability to intellectually enjoy the most intelligent music I listen to (which is what my egotistic self wished to believe). I know that I fall somewhere between those situations. I know my (and every person whether they know it or not) is mostly shaped by nothing more then personal opinion but I also know that in the height of passion I tend to represent my opinion as fact and reject opposite opinions as wrong or inferior. I know it's pompous and doesn't make my any friends but it is something I do. I think it is probably because of my awkwardness and inablity/ignorace to function in honest social situations that prompts me to emphasize and subconciously hope that my strong polarized opinions will gain my attention and maybe respect where my social confusion and maybe slight social anxiety set my back socially.
I know that my silence and inability to communicate with strangers out side of functional situations is rooted in my anger and emotional problems way back in elementary and some of middle school. I basically taught myself somewhere between sixth and ninth grade that the best way to avoid bullying and frustrating social situations I experienced thoughout elementary school was to learn to become socially invisible. I stuck to the few loyal (and arguably foolish) friends I had made and only made more through their introduction. I avoided strangers and stayed silent in classes. I didn't talk to strangers in a friendly way. I basically protected myself from pain (through bullying and violence) and ridecule (by saying somthing stupid or un-PC) by staying silent. My few best friends through high school (Violet, Steven, Martin, for a while Bobby Kennedy) kept my sane. They taught my enough (probably unknowingly) to function once I was finally placed in social situations outside of highschool and outside of pre-established social circles to at least function.
I think that the next most important part of my social development was to gain a job at the Hamburg (also thanks to Violet). The people at the burg have taught me to be comfortable with strangers and far more willing to remove my walls in front of strangers. They helped me to lose my social stiffness and take risks and do socially and sometimes legally unacceptable things that I had no moral or philosophical problems with. They only things holding me back was my fear of social fuckups.
I feel like I'm finally socially developing in a way everyone else did back in middle and highschool that I had subconciously prevented until some very cool people had helped my break out of.
In hindight I know I have messed up situations with people who were interested and made an effort to establish something with me. I regret my past ignorance.
The problem with this situation is simply that I finally feel tempted to enter a relationship beyond friendship but not only do I feel afraid of fucking up the act of establishing it but I worry about fucking it up with my personal neorosis after it has been established. And I worry about fucking up a friendship that I feel that I've just learned to maintain with a proposal of a sexual relationship. And I'm frankly afraid of the act of sex. Not that I don't want to experience it, but simply that I'm worried of embaressment from fucking it up when everyone around me has had some time to learn how to do it right. I know some of these fears are illogical and silly. And I preach and believe that emotions (like fear) that contradict logic are stupid to follow doesn't make me any less human or any more likely to resist my illogical emotional pitfalls.
I honestly wish that society had developed in a way that made my social indecision the norm for men and made women the traditional innitiates of a relationship. Not that I envy the hardships of women through the years, or that I am so naive as to think that any situation could possibly develop where men could be in control of society without having to be in control in the bedroom. I just don't like responsibility (which is probably the root of all of my problems in the first place, including what I haven't mentioned here).
I'm done. I vow to not edit this after the booze has worn off. It's a personal blogging philosophy anyway, but I want to make it official for my less then sober posts. Fuck revisionism. It's simply a long term form of dishonesty (which I disrespect more then any other human quality).
PS all conclaveproject.org sites are broken and not updated they are simply the last place I know these people have updated.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Music and stuff
I've been on a big new-music spree lately. I've been messing around with the new layout for last.fm. It's pretty nice. I've been looking through and selecting recomendations it gives that seem interesting.
I'm shocked that I haven't listened to his stuff before, but I am loving Gil Scott-Heron. His spoken word stuff is incredibly clever and I can't help but love it even if it isn't necessarily something that my generation or background is supposed to identify with. They're always backed by a catchy jazz beat that matches his dialogue perfectly. His songs are just as poignant and beautiful. He bounces from folk to soul to jazz to funk and blurs the lines between them. It is great stuff.
I've also finally taken the time to really give John Coltrane a good listen. I really love the great improvizational and free jazz and it is shameful that I don't put more of my time into listening to it. I'd heard it over and over again that Coltrane's rendition of "My Favorite Things" is brilliant. I listened to the whole album and I love it. I need to start picking up more stuff by him.
I'm also loving Miles Davis's "Sketches of Spain." It isn't something I've just started listening to, but it warrents mentioning anyway. It borders on classical music (it is in fact a remake and expansion of a far older piece) but with enough of Davis's improvization to justify it as jazz. It's an album that you really need to listen to without other audible distractions. The strongest notes of the piece are the quietest. It really wouldn't have the power it does if it weren't for those low volume notes that emphasize every section of the music. It's absolutely beautiful.
I've got some other Miles Davis, some Sun Ra, and some Thelonius Monk on my to listen to list. I really need to get deeper into the genre.
At Steven's recommendation, I listened to Justice's new album "Waters of Nazerath." I had kind of been drifting away from the House genre but the title track of this album is to great to ignore. A steady beat of static bursts make sure this song stays at the forefront of your thought processes while listening to it. You can not ignore it. I think part of the problem I was having in the house genre was because I had been ruined by Diplo and Low Budget into expecting faster transitions between song sections in my dance music. A lot of house featured a standard beat for two minutes and it can't keep my attention the way the constantly shifting beats of Diplo can. Justice doesn't fall into this trap it shifts it's melody throughout while still keeping with a core theme. DJ Funk's remix of "Let There be Light" is purely about dancing. It's mantra of "Bounce that Ass" isn't exactly lyrically brilliant, but thats not the point. He wants you to "Bounce" to the rhythm and this music is perfect for dancing.
I've been on a Stones Throw spree of sorts lately too. I've long been a fan of Madlib, but I hadn't been keeping up on his exploits all that well since Madvilliany. Fortunatly I decided to see what he's been up to, or else I might not have listened to Dudley Perkins "Expressions." The thing about Dudley Perkins is he can't really sing. But he has this beautiful and unique crooning style that works so well with his introspective and spiritual lyrics. Its my understanding that sometime before he released this album Perkins had some sort of religious experience. He is devoted to dicussing his faith through music and despite my strong anti-religion beliefs I can't help but love his passion and language if not completely his message. Perkin's casual lyrical style combined with Madlib's perfectly disjointed production style makes me feel more personally connected to the artist then any other album I've ever listened to.
If you enjoy Madlib's beat production I also recommend you pick up Madlib The Beat Kunducta's latest beats album "Movie Scenes Volume 1 and 2"
I'm shocked that I haven't listened to his stuff before, but I am loving Gil Scott-Heron. His spoken word stuff is incredibly clever and I can't help but love it even if it isn't necessarily something that my generation or background is supposed to identify with. They're always backed by a catchy jazz beat that matches his dialogue perfectly. His songs are just as poignant and beautiful. He bounces from folk to soul to jazz to funk and blurs the lines between them. It is great stuff.
I've also finally taken the time to really give John Coltrane a good listen. I really love the great improvizational and free jazz and it is shameful that I don't put more of my time into listening to it. I'd heard it over and over again that Coltrane's rendition of "My Favorite Things" is brilliant. I listened to the whole album and I love it. I need to start picking up more stuff by him.
I'm also loving Miles Davis's "Sketches of Spain." It isn't something I've just started listening to, but it warrents mentioning anyway. It borders on classical music (it is in fact a remake and expansion of a far older piece) but with enough of Davis's improvization to justify it as jazz. It's an album that you really need to listen to without other audible distractions. The strongest notes of the piece are the quietest. It really wouldn't have the power it does if it weren't for those low volume notes that emphasize every section of the music. It's absolutely beautiful.
I've got some other Miles Davis, some Sun Ra, and some Thelonius Monk on my to listen to list. I really need to get deeper into the genre.
At Steven's recommendation, I listened to Justice's new album "Waters of Nazerath." I had kind of been drifting away from the House genre but the title track of this album is to great to ignore. A steady beat of static bursts make sure this song stays at the forefront of your thought processes while listening to it. You can not ignore it. I think part of the problem I was having in the house genre was because I had been ruined by Diplo and Low Budget into expecting faster transitions between song sections in my dance music. A lot of house featured a standard beat for two minutes and it can't keep my attention the way the constantly shifting beats of Diplo can. Justice doesn't fall into this trap it shifts it's melody throughout while still keeping with a core theme. DJ Funk's remix of "Let There be Light" is purely about dancing. It's mantra of "Bounce that Ass" isn't exactly lyrically brilliant, but thats not the point. He wants you to "Bounce" to the rhythm and this music is perfect for dancing.
I've been on a Stones Throw spree of sorts lately too. I've long been a fan of Madlib, but I hadn't been keeping up on his exploits all that well since Madvilliany. Fortunatly I decided to see what he's been up to, or else I might not have listened to Dudley Perkins "Expressions." The thing about Dudley Perkins is he can't really sing. But he has this beautiful and unique crooning style that works so well with his introspective and spiritual lyrics. Its my understanding that sometime before he released this album Perkins had some sort of religious experience. He is devoted to dicussing his faith through music and despite my strong anti-religion beliefs I can't help but love his passion and language if not completely his message. Perkin's casual lyrical style combined with Madlib's perfectly disjointed production style makes me feel more personally connected to the artist then any other album I've ever listened to.
If you enjoy Madlib's beat production I also recommend you pick up Madlib The Beat Kunducta's latest beats album "Movie Scenes Volume 1 and 2"
-Brandon
Saturday, June 24, 2006
http://www.nypost.com/entertainment/back_to_the_futurama_entertainment_don_kaplan.htm
http://www.boingboing.net/2006/06/23/woohoo_futurama_will.html
http://www.boingboing.net/2006/06/23/woohoo_futurama_will.html
As if Futurama fans haven't been through enough with Billy West's announcing this and later retracting it a few months ago -- it has been confirmed that Futurama really will be returning with new episodes on Comedy Central. All of the original voice actors signed new deals recently, and here's to hoping the writers join in on the fun.
-Brandon
Friday, June 02, 2006
Drunken addition to previous post as well as a slight "Things that piss Brandon off."
My idea of a hippy doesn't just rely on politics, sexual habits, or drug usage. My usage of hippy is based rather on the inspiration for their left leaning politics.
I am very liberal. Well sometimes. I tend to be socially Libertarian and economically Socialist. Granted I know dick about economics, so I tend to not argue that point too much. Economies are fucking confusing as hell. Anyways... A hippy isn't just a pot smoking liberal. A hippy is an illogical liberal who bases his or her ideas on what figureheads tell them to believe rather then on what logic should lead them to believe. A hippy will say or believe such nonsensicle asshole things as...
"Don't be religious. Be Spiritual." That doesn't even make enough sense to argue against!
or "Genetically engineered food is bad because it isn't natural." Only an asshole with the money to buy all the "Natural" food they want can make such an argument. Tell this to to people around the globe who are only able to eat because genetic engineering has increased production enough to feed them.
Or "Because of Global Warming, the earth will be unlivable in a century." Even though no evidence supports such a statement. In reality this mindset is nothing more then fear mongering. It is no better then the neo conservative assholes who manufacture security threats in order to scare the country into obediance.
My anti-hippy statements are not anti-liberal statements. They are rather statements against assholes who mindlessly follow whatever authority (religious, political, hereditary) figures tell them to follow without an ounce of statistical evidence to back up their beliefs. Hippies are merely the left leaning sort of these assholes.
On a totally differnt topic.
It took me a month and a half, but I've fallen in love with yet another Fiery Furnaces album. Bitter Tea is far less chaotic then Blueberry Boat (which is still my favorite) was and far easier to follow then Rehearsing my Choir (and which I still love despite close minded critics). Listen to it.
Also, if you like Hip Hop. Listen to Edan. The guy is a fucking genius. He's dubbed his genre as "Psychadelic Hip Hop." His vocals are more approachable then other experimantaly Hip Hop styles, while his beats are so completely different from most other Hip Hop out there. The background music feels like it would be more at home with a freestyle lyrics of Quasimoto then the structured Hip Hop of most artists, but Edan makes the structured vocals work with the chaotic beats.
I am very liberal. Well sometimes. I tend to be socially Libertarian and economically Socialist. Granted I know dick about economics, so I tend to not argue that point too much. Economies are fucking confusing as hell. Anyways... A hippy isn't just a pot smoking liberal. A hippy is an illogical liberal who bases his or her ideas on what figureheads tell them to believe rather then on what logic should lead them to believe. A hippy will say or believe such nonsensicle asshole things as...
"Don't be religious. Be Spiritual." That doesn't even make enough sense to argue against!
or "Genetically engineered food is bad because it isn't natural." Only an asshole with the money to buy all the "Natural" food they want can make such an argument. Tell this to to people around the globe who are only able to eat because genetic engineering has increased production enough to feed them.
Or "Because of Global Warming, the earth will be unlivable in a century." Even though no evidence supports such a statement. In reality this mindset is nothing more then fear mongering. It is no better then the neo conservative assholes who manufacture security threats in order to scare the country into obediance.
My anti-hippy statements are not anti-liberal statements. They are rather statements against assholes who mindlessly follow whatever authority (religious, political, hereditary) figures tell them to follow without an ounce of statistical evidence to back up their beliefs. Hippies are merely the left leaning sort of these assholes.
On a totally differnt topic.
It took me a month and a half, but I've fallen in love with yet another Fiery Furnaces album. Bitter Tea is far less chaotic then Blueberry Boat (which is still my favorite) was and far easier to follow then Rehearsing my Choir (and which I still love despite close minded critics). Listen to it.
Also, if you like Hip Hop. Listen to Edan. The guy is a fucking genius. He's dubbed his genre as "Psychadelic Hip Hop." His vocals are more approachable then other experimantaly Hip Hop styles, while his beats are so completely different from most other Hip Hop out there. The background music feels like it would be more at home with a freestyle lyrics of Quasimoto then the structured Hip Hop of most artists, but Edan makes the structured vocals work with the chaotic beats.
-Brandon
Obligatory Intoxicated Blog Posting (I will probably regret this)
Fuck I hate work. I don't make enough. I get all the shit jobs. But anything that makes more I honestly don't think I can handle. Lots of shit to do in a long period of time is so much easier to handle and so much less pressure then less shit to do, but more to do in a short time jobs like cooking and serving. I trained to cook for a couple weeks. I can't handle it. When it gets busy I freak out. I can't remember the list of things I'm supposed to do when they're shouting them at me, and once I fuck up I get flustered, which leads to more fuck ups.
I want to change jobs, but my supervisors and coworkers want me to stay and insist I'm good for the business. Which makes me thing that maybe I should try out for cooking or supervising again. I don't feel right asking for a raise as I just got one and I know I'm a pain in the ass for the lady who schedules hours, as I keep asking for more. I feel guilty for being so demanding and unaccomidating, but I can barely live with what I make now, and I'm constantly pissed off/unhappy at work. But I like who I work with and I know I have job security there as they at least like my work, If not me.
I don't know what to do.
My best alternative was working at the Coop. But I don't think I would like my coworkers as much, as most of the people who work there are mindless morons who believe whatever their political idols tell them to believe (ie hippies). I applies anyway (pay was better as were benefits) but was never called back. Called them. Never received a callback.
Part of me is afraid that this was the coop, and I and my shitty hearing misheard and they said and me being rude to them fucked up my chances of getting the job, as I rarely get unlisted number calls and that was shortly afterwards.
I also applied at Record Collector when they put up an "undergound hip hop fan needed" sign, but it was with the knowledge that so would every other hipster asshole in Iowa City and the knowledge that I knew no one who worked there so my chances were dick.
I need to find a better paying job with better hope for advancement. I don't want to go back to school, and I don't need anything highpaying. But as it is, I don't make enough to save money.
My problems would be fixed if the assholes at the Plasma place would let me sell plasma without a spleen. I wish they had a form that said "I agree to not hold you liable if you I get an infection from this incredibly sanitary establishment." Hell, if I could sell plasma I could afford health insurance, and afford to pay the bills for any problems that they caused me. I'd still have more money then I do now, even If I did get sick from them.
I want to change jobs, but my supervisors and coworkers want me to stay and insist I'm good for the business. Which makes me thing that maybe I should try out for cooking or supervising again. I don't feel right asking for a raise as I just got one and I know I'm a pain in the ass for the lady who schedules hours, as I keep asking for more. I feel guilty for being so demanding and unaccomidating, but I can barely live with what I make now, and I'm constantly pissed off/unhappy at work. But I like who I work with and I know I have job security there as they at least like my work, If not me.
I don't know what to do.
My best alternative was working at the Coop. But I don't think I would like my coworkers as much, as most of the people who work there are mindless morons who believe whatever their political idols tell them to believe (ie hippies). I applies anyway (pay was better as were benefits) but was never called back. Called them. Never received a callback.
Part of me is afraid that this was the coop, and I and my shitty hearing misheard and they said and me being rude to them fucked up my chances of getting the job, as I rarely get unlisted number calls and that was shortly afterwards.
I also applied at Record Collector when they put up an "undergound hip hop fan needed" sign, but it was with the knowledge that so would every other hipster asshole in Iowa City and the knowledge that I knew no one who worked there so my chances were dick.
I need to find a better paying job with better hope for advancement. I don't want to go back to school, and I don't need anything highpaying. But as it is, I don't make enough to save money.
My problems would be fixed if the assholes at the Plasma place would let me sell plasma without a spleen. I wish they had a form that said "I agree to not hold you liable if you I get an infection from this incredibly sanitary establishment." Hell, if I could sell plasma I could afford health insurance, and afford to pay the bills for any problems that they caused me. I'd still have more money then I do now, even If I did get sick from them.
-Brandon
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