Well, this whole thing has just gotten surreal. It's my last day here at The Law Office of Travis Williamson, and everyone's still acting as though it's business as usual. They keep putting stuff to do in my box and asking me to take phone calls from clients explaining what is going to be happening on their case next week. I just keep wanting to stand on my desk and say, "Don't you guys realize that none of this f*%king matters to me anymore?", but insteand I've just been hiding in my office and surfing the internet, waiting for five o'clock so I can get my check and go home. I just don't get it. If they don't need me, why are they so desperately looking for me to help them on stuff up until the last second that I'm on the clock? Up is down. Black is white.
I want to say thanks to the Wilsons for not only feeding me last night, but for listening to me vent when I was alternately whining and then cussing up a storm and stomping around wanting to smash something. That's what they get, I guess, for being my very close friends and neighbors. Lord knows, it ain't always pretty. Anyway, someday I will buy them a small alligator or an anaconda for their pond in order to repay them for putting up with my bitching (or maybe a chimp).
I think that I may have gotten one of my old home computers up and running well enough to search for jobs on the internet, which should, in turn, allow me to continue to post to my blog. Of course, now I'll be posting on my own time at night instead of squeezing the blogging in between phone calls and office appointments at work, so the entries may become a little shorter and less frequent. We'll just see how it goes.
And hooray, we have a new energy bill!
I'm not sure what to think of this, and I'm not sure that the rest of the country does, either. It seems to provide some incentives for things like electric-gas hybrids and for home improvements geared toward energy conservation, but it apparently does very little overall to stem the demand for oil or to wean the U.S.'s dependence on it. In the end I think that the big oil producers probably won out more than anyone, but I guess that's hardly surprising, given the fact that the oil industry has practically been the official sponsor of Bush's white house.
Well, I guess that's it for now. Stenaso has no plans for the weekend, but if the skies clear up, he may be headed to Barton Springs so he can listen to the drum circle and escape the heat in the cold, cold water.
p.s.- I just came across this while wasting my time online before going home. I think it's an excellent career option for any of you ladies out there who are looking to try something new! Then again, maybe some of you are already in this field and I don't even know it....