I kind of miss Utah. Seriously.
I miss that high, lonesome feeling of the West in general. Utah was different from anywhere I've lived before for the most part. I complained and bitched about being there, moved back in with my folks when they left Utah just so I could get out of the state, but now I miss it.
I don't feel as driven to create down here in Alabama. Things are too balmy, too heavy on the mind to think clearly. The dry, crisp air in the Utah autumn did so much to inspire me to create.

Here, some random snapshots from the ground.

Tell All Your Friends is probably one of the greatest, most underrated albums of all time. No shit.

I'm losing it with this job.
I just don't feel it anymore. I try to view myself as a cog in the effort to support the men and women serving in Iraq and Afghanistan but ultimately I just see myself more like a cheap plastic cog that can be discarded and replaced as easily as a soft Summer breeze blowing by.
I used to like the work I do, I enjoyed being there despite problems with management and stuff but now I just feel apathetic to it all. I need something new.
I want to see new faces, remember new names, enjoy more experiences. More winding roads, different hills and streams and buildings.
It feels like it's time to go again. Ultimately, it's not just my job that I don't care about anymore. It's this whole area and all the things I associate with it. I don't dislike it all, I'm just bored of it.
Autumn is coming.
I don't want it to slip by unnoticed. And orange leaves just don't look as nice when piled up on orange soil.

Got my forks license tonight.
Piece-a-cake.
Watch out world; if you see Fidel Castro riding on a fork lift, fucking duck and cover bitches cos I'm coming through.

Oh, and one of the new guys caught Jim playing cards in the office while we were out working our asses off. Man was he fucking pissed.

I'm tired of feeling tired because I have to stay awake all night.
I'm tired of not seeing the sun for more than a few hours at most out of the day.
Night shift will someday claim me.

I had my six month review tonight.
I got really good scores on everything. A lot of the generic stuff I got a 3/5 ("as things should be," basically) and on the important stuff like dependability and knowledge of the job and so forth I got 4's and a 5 on attendance (woo perfect attendance, never been late or called in or anything).
It felt pretty nice to hear the two old bastards I dislike the most actually compliment me and tell me I'm doing a great job and how I've become a great employee and stuff just in the six months I've worked for ELEIT.
They also basically said the reason they have me training the two new people was to let them see how far you can progress in just six months.

I put my name in for consideration for a stock clerk position that has come up (I'm not sure which shift, I put Yes for both first and second shift). If I get it, that'd be a five buck raise, but I highly doubt I will as most all of that stuff is based on seniority and favoritism. But, I figure I'll have even less a chance by not at least throwing myself out there, eh.

So here's congratulations to me for being an awesome employee for a suck ass contractor.

The shadows are starting to change.
Just a couple more months. I'll make it.

My hair is all gone.

It's ironic sense my dominant blood is English but damn, nothing like drinking Guinness and listening to old Flogging Molly.

Happy birthday to me~