Getting Caught Up

After a very long hiatus (for which I apologize profusely), I'm back. I had meant to write blogs on a more regular basis, but I've been lazy. That, and I often feel that I don't have anything worth writing about. Setting that aside, here I am. And I'm going to make myself put some thoughts down in writing. It's good for the brain, it's good for the heart. I would have said soul, but I don't believe that a person has one - s/he is one.

Musically, nothing's terribly new lately. I'm still mostly on the same musical page as I was a couple months ago. Tiesto's put out some new songs lately like Maximal Crazy and a Mission Impossible Remix. I've also been listening to a little David Guetta. Without You has been surprisingly catchy. One non-techno song that I'll recommend is Hey Mama by Mat Kearney. It's upbeat, it's lyrical, it's soulful, and it's fun. Definitely more interesting if you watch the music video. It's also kind of sweet and/or sensual. Not sensual in a let's-go-get-it-on sense; just a quiet, blatant, relaxed attitude that's almost lazy in its affection. And there's nothing wrong with that.

In regards to the more serious aspects of life (wait, are there any?), I'm no longer going to prison on a regular basis. My parents don't get to laugh at me about that anymore. Now I'm working at an Unemployment Insurance call center. At first, I wasn't sure what to expect other than a lot of talking on the phone. Definitely been doing that and my throat doesn't thank me at the end of the day. What I wasn't expecting was the relaxed attitude and general friendliness of the place. I work with some great people. There's Jason, the regular go-to guy who seems to know everything, almost always wears jeans, and never blows his top. He always talks calmly, softly, doesn't care if you ask the same question multiple times, and doesn't care if you ask him questions three callers in a row. And there's Hallie. She's an older lady who's a couple cubes down from me. Eats healthy, spends some time walking every lunch break, and she has some interesting stories to tell. The other thing I'll add is something that happened one day at lunch and still amazes me. Someone had put a container of bread pudding on the table and Hallie said, "You should have some; it's really good." I said that I would and she turned around to wash her dishes. Maybe a minute after that I scooted my chair back, turned, and found a bowl being handed to me. I don't think she even turned around. So I sat back down and had some bread pudding. If that doesn't tell you a little about my workplace, I can't describe it to you. And taking phone calls hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be. I was a little nervous during my first call, but it's been smooth sailing after that. Most people are polite, many call me "sir" (which is more than a little weird). I've only had a few callers that were irate or unreasonable and I've managed to deal. And no, I won't put you on the phone with my supervisor. Get it through your head.

Let's see... other news? Nah, not really. For the moment, life's good. Sun is warm, grass is brown (it's winter, what do you expect?)... wind is cold. Enjoy it.