Why do we “whine” but the British “whinge”?

see? cas knows that pie is the way to dean’s heart

I’m starting to get feedback from recruiters, and I’m in this weird place of not being experienced enough or having too much experience.

I don’t know how to fix this.

Plus, I’m either too expensive or too cheap. Trust me, while I want to be worth $90K/year, and most of those jobs are surprisingly in my wheelhouse, my experience has been in small companies, so I’m an immediate “no”.

I have no idea how to fix that either. 

The best part of this ridiculous in-between is that I’m probably not going to be able to get unemployment because of the clusterfuck the last job became. Did I quit? Was I fired? I don’t know… And the cherry of top of THAT sundae? No one at NHES will talk to you. You have to go there, sit at a computer, raise the flag at that cubicle to get someone’s attention only to have them tell you, “I don’t know. Why don’t you file the claim any way?” Since I’ve already done that once, I just reopened my claim. I guess we’ll see what happens. 

Last time, I’d already been through several interviews at this point. I haven’t even had one outside of meeting with two recruiters in Boston last weekend.

I could go on and on and on about how worthless I feel. How bad it feels to get up in the morning and not know what’s going to happen. To send out 10 resumes a day and not get any feedback. To have several recruiters working for me who either aren’t getting feedback or are writing me off quickly because I’m under/over qualified.

I’m tired.

I’m frustrated.

I’m depressed.

Fuck.

It’s like he doesn’t even try anymore…

i’d like to apologize in advance for my reaction when this man hits the screen on saturday.

After squealing like a stuck pig over my ability to score tickets to go see the most anticipated movie of May 2013 that I really don’t want to go see, I send the husband the email he had to be expecting: “CUMBERTREK!!!!!!!!!!!!!    Saturday. 12:30. Salisbury”

I get back: “sounds good”.

He can’t even be bothered to add caps. Or punctuation.

You know you’ve been together too long when he doesn’t even comment on the crazy. It’s like it’s expected now.

*sigh*

See? I’m not so weird after all.

i have found my people!

Dropping this here so I don’t lose the link later… (aren’t you glad this blog has become a catch-all for my BBC obsession?)

How awesome is this list?I LOVE the fact that “Fuck you, I won a BAFTA” is on here.

Best. Husband. Evar.

i believe the phrase is either “hng” or “unf”

The husband is willingly taking me to see Star Trek Into Darkness because of my obsession with this fine man. Neither one of us have any interest in Star Trek, even though Quinto’s in it (and also the adorable Chris Pine… how has he not been on my radar?!?).

But.

I’ve been down in the dumps and it will give me a few hours of Benedistraction.

And he knows it, so he’ll suffer through my ridiculous fangirling every time the Cumbercutie is on screen.

He’s pretty awesome (my husband, not the Cumberbabe, although…) and some days I really wonder why he still hangs around here. I would have left a long time ago.

 

Fizz! Buzz! ‘Ave a banana!

brilliant!

Parts like this are EXACTLY why “Cabin Pressure” has become my New Favorite Thing.

I listened to all four series and the Christmas Special this past weekend when I drove to Albany and back… and we’re not even going to talk about how many times I’ve listened to bits and pieces of it since it fell on my radar.

Here’s a link to it on tumblr so you can hear the audio.