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Apparently, It's Wednesday Again
May. 9th, 2018 09:06 am I honestly do not know where the time goes.
Well, yesterday I worked at the library. I discovered some time ago that the Dementors, who had been banished from Shoreview (due to the sunlight and remodel,) have shifted to New Brighton. I ended up working New Brighton for two Tuesdays in a row and I'm thinking that I need to put New Brighton on my 'only if there are no other hours available' list. The Dementors at New Brighton are much more mild than they used to be at the old Shoreview--no one, for instance, has called administration to harass me for enjoying my job too much (yes, this actually happened at Shoreview in the past.) BUT, it's kind of a death by a thousand cuts thing, you know? I've talked about this before, but I think in addition to the silent "you just did the thing, but I'll redo it in front of you" there's also the general SLOWNESS of New Brighton. I probably wouldn't notice the first bit, if I were generally busier. But, it's just not. The library is tiny and on days like yesterday, when it rained for much of the morning and afternoon, it's DEAD.
People have time to get on each other's nerves when there isn't much else to do.
So, there's that. But, I mean almost any work environment is survivable for short, four hour shifts. Add to that that money is a strong motivating force in my life and it's, ultimately, not much to complain about, really.
Yet I love to complain, so there's that as well.
Anyway, since it's Wednesday, I should probably at least mention some things I've read. I just finished reading a wonderful manga series called SATURN APARTMENTS. It's science fiction, and, despite the title, it actually takes place on a ringed "apartment complex" in the Earth's stratosphere. Our heroes are window washers. I kind of feel like that should be enough to sell you on this manga, because WINDOW WASHERS IN SPAAAAAAAACE! But, what else can I say about it? It's charming. The hero is very plucky and outgoing and relentlessly cheerful and optimistic. There is a secret about Earth's surface, and class warfare.
This is not the kind of manga that inspires fan fic. There aren't a lot of ships to sail and the art style is very atypical. If you're normally turned off by the big eyes, etc., SATURN APARTMENTS might be a good first foray into the world of manga. Outside of the fact that it reads "backwards," the story is much more like a typical Western graphic novel.
I still haven't been able to consume many traditional novels. I have one, the Taiwanese mystery that I mentioned before, on my bedside table, but I keep finding other things to do with my time. I continue blame Trump for this problem. I get awfully depressed when I think about what's happening in my country, and then all my brain wants to do is curl up on the bed and play mindless video games (like not even GOOD video games, stuff that's the mental equivalent of 'Solitaire.')
The rain was lovely last night and I hope my grass seeds and flower seeds take root and grow. I have a couple more gardens to try to clear out and figure out, but, as always happens this time of year, it all ends up seeming so daunting.... I mean, my problem has always been this love/hate relationship I have with gardens. I LOVE gardens and the idea of gardening, but I HATE weeding and the actual physical labor that goes into creating and maintaining a good garden.
Speaking of physical labor, I ought to go do the dishes.
Well, yesterday I worked at the library. I discovered some time ago that the Dementors, who had been banished from Shoreview (due to the sunlight and remodel,) have shifted to New Brighton. I ended up working New Brighton for two Tuesdays in a row and I'm thinking that I need to put New Brighton on my 'only if there are no other hours available' list. The Dementors at New Brighton are much more mild than they used to be at the old Shoreview--no one, for instance, has called administration to harass me for enjoying my job too much (yes, this actually happened at Shoreview in the past.) BUT, it's kind of a death by a thousand cuts thing, you know? I've talked about this before, but I think in addition to the silent "you just did the thing, but I'll redo it in front of you" there's also the general SLOWNESS of New Brighton. I probably wouldn't notice the first bit, if I were generally busier. But, it's just not. The library is tiny and on days like yesterday, when it rained for much of the morning and afternoon, it's DEAD.
People have time to get on each other's nerves when there isn't much else to do.
So, there's that. But, I mean almost any work environment is survivable for short, four hour shifts. Add to that that money is a strong motivating force in my life and it's, ultimately, not much to complain about, really.
Yet I love to complain, so there's that as well.
Anyway, since it's Wednesday, I should probably at least mention some things I've read. I just finished reading a wonderful manga series called SATURN APARTMENTS. It's science fiction, and, despite the title, it actually takes place on a ringed "apartment complex" in the Earth's stratosphere. Our heroes are window washers. I kind of feel like that should be enough to sell you on this manga, because WINDOW WASHERS IN SPAAAAAAAACE! But, what else can I say about it? It's charming. The hero is very plucky and outgoing and relentlessly cheerful and optimistic. There is a secret about Earth's surface, and class warfare.
This is not the kind of manga that inspires fan fic. There aren't a lot of ships to sail and the art style is very atypical. If you're normally turned off by the big eyes, etc., SATURN APARTMENTS might be a good first foray into the world of manga. Outside of the fact that it reads "backwards," the story is much more like a typical Western graphic novel.
I still haven't been able to consume many traditional novels. I have one, the Taiwanese mystery that I mentioned before, on my bedside table, but I keep finding other things to do with my time. I continue blame Trump for this problem. I get awfully depressed when I think about what's happening in my country, and then all my brain wants to do is curl up on the bed and play mindless video games (like not even GOOD video games, stuff that's the mental equivalent of 'Solitaire.')
The rain was lovely last night and I hope my grass seeds and flower seeds take root and grow. I have a couple more gardens to try to clear out and figure out, but, as always happens this time of year, it all ends up seeming so daunting.... I mean, my problem has always been this love/hate relationship I have with gardens. I LOVE gardens and the idea of gardening, but I HATE weeding and the actual physical labor that goes into creating and maintaining a good garden.
Speaking of physical labor, I ought to go do the dishes.