Tuesday, January 22, 2008
How I feel about having put in my two weeks notice
Elated and then scared and then exhilarated and then freaked out and then peppy and then nervous and then jumpy and then hesitant and then bucolic and then urban and then sinuous and then puffy and then viscous and then runny and are you still reading this? I stopped awhile ago. Also, I wrote my favorite ever Red Eye intro that won't ever see air, and for good reason probably, since it's highly offensive. But anyway: "[She's so smart] if brains were a baptismal, I'd put a baby in her in church."
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it can be scary.....but i hope it all works out for you.
Remember that part in the movie Titanic when Jack says something to Rose about your going to go on and do all these wonderful things (just before slipping below the water)?
Well, that is what is going to happen for you! Only theres no Jack drowning! LOL
Putting in my two weeks notice always makes me feel urban too... yeah, totally.
I don't think the church intro is any more offensive than anything else. I laughed, and then was confused, elated, and then urban.
Quote of the day:
" I love to watch the Naked Brothers Band....."
-----Michael Jackson telling what he watches in NIkelodean
I think those feelings are pretty normal, Alison. It's tough making a change like you are, but you have the courage to do it - and you should feel really good about that! And it sounds like you will still have some association with TONY.
Greg has been changing the intros recently. Hopefully he will still use the old style ones occasionally. It's probably tough coming up with 45 to 50 intros every week, although people post their own on The Daily Gut every day, and a lot of them are pretty good.
On last night's show, Greg referred to a Daily Gut post about Andy. It's the first time I remember him doing that (other than using intros.) It was pretty funny.
It will be interesting to see how Griff Jenkins does hosting the show for the rest of the week while Greg is in London.
I'm half-asleep writing this. So right now I feel hesitant. But I'll go with it anyway.... I don't know what some of those words meant so you might have covered it already, but I wish I would have seen the words encouraged and centered. It's my opinion that if you have those two, everything else tends to fall right into place. I'm going back to bed. I'm spent. When I awake, I'm gonna drag out my activity book and do some coloring and do the connect the dots thingies as well.
Michael.
La.
Going back to yesterday. Ted, what I did yesterday was only for the simple fact that I was away from the net for 2 days. I was playing catch-up. I just happened to have put it on the most recent thread thingie. I'm not aware of any blog rules. Having said that, I will say this. The only rule that "I" go by and this is just for myself is...before I type anything, I ask myself, "Would I actually say this if I were in a room with that person and could I look them square in the eye and say it?" Again, that's just me. I hadn't always done that in the past, but I strive to do it now. I sleep better that way.
Michael.
La.
P.S. Sorry I got so serious, but I still stand by what I said.
Come to think of it...a sinking ship movie probably wasn't the best situation to get an analogy from! Please don't take my 1 bonus point back.
Job change can be stressful but you will do great!
I'm just curious what your title is going to be now: Freelance Writer, Independent Writer, Goddess of the Airways?
Now then, here's a cutesy story. I made lasagna last night. I have to admit,if I were on death row, this would be my last meal. That's how much I tolerate it..J/k. I love it! Was it homemade? Of course not, I'm a man. It might have been the frozen kind, but I still slid it into the oven with love. Because it was for me. Now, I'm going to take my lunch break and warm up some left-overs. Even thought it's going into the microwave, I'll still nuke it with love. And no, I don't want fries with that. I'm at home. I don't have a deep-fry.
Michael.
La.
Hey Michael,
What often happens with people who are under skilled writers such as myself, is the meaning and intention of what they write doesn't always come across.
I commented about the number of your posts because I was glad to see you back. The rules comment was just a joke in reference to Alison's bonus point remarks. However, my comedy attempts often flat line.
I really enjoy your posts!
I knew where you were coming from Ted. I know that you're not a mean-spirited person in anyway. I apologize if it came out the wrong way. That's never my intent. I actually just used the opportunity to say something I've been wanting to say for awhile. I just pick my spots. None of that was directed at you in anyway. I know what kind of person you are. As far as the skilled writer thing, people just have different ways of expressing themselves. No one way is better. I just write how I feel at that time and I tell the truth. Don't feel like I'm talking down to you cause I'm not. Never would I do that. I like you as a person and I enjoy reading your posts as well. Because I think they are genuine. Again, my apologies. We'll just keep on keepin' on.
Michael.
La.
Besides Ted, you guys on the night shift get Alison all to yourselves. I'm stuck playing mop-up. And if you'll notice my first post this morning I said that I didn't know what some of the words meant. I ususally don't look up words unless I think it's just necessarry. So by no way do I consider myself a skilled writer. English was not my major. Although I wish it would have been. *Yes I'm pouting, but I'll live.*
Michael.
La.
Yeah, I had to look up a few of those words and I must say they are a bit cryptic. It's like what she wrote could totally be straight out of the Da Vinci Code.
The night shift isn't bad duty around here...plus Alison pays me an extra 10 cents an hour!
If I don't get a raise soon, I'm thinking about applying for Time Out New York. I hear there is a position opening. :)
Well said.
Michael.
La.
I'm going to steal a phrase that the New England Patriots coined this year. Eat Humble pie. Although it doesn't necessarily taste good, I will gladly have a slice.
Michael.
La.
Uh ... you ladies need a hobby or something. = )
Well! Please refer to me as Mrs. Nesbit from now on. I prefer tea and blogging over going to the Jim! :)
Oh, by the way, I hope your having a great day Alison!
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