Well, boys and girls. I got sick of the layout and design again and decided to do something about it. I’ve been a busy little girl. As you can see, the site looks very different. It has a different feel. I think I like it.
Don’t get too used to it.
Many of you have taken the time to read my “notes from me” little postings every once in a while, so you know that the purpose of this site is so that I have someplace to play. I get to do whatever I want to it since it’s mine. And that means that whenever it starts to bore me, I can simply take the whole thing, toss it out and create something new.
I haven’t added any writing, any substance, to mis días. It’s just the decorations that have changed.
By the way, Nivia Gonzalez, talento incomparable, created the lovely painting featured currently. You may recognize her work from the book jackets of Hijas del Quinto Sol and House on Mango Street. Her art is breathtaking. Her brown-skinned creations are uniquely divine. If you have a chance to see more of her work, please take it. You won’t regret it.
Small FYIs for those of you who have been waiting to hear about how my soap opera of a life is going. I’m no longer telefunding. I quit that to do something much more interesting. I’m actually working weekends as a video monitor. Basically, I watch tapes of the news and write down who said what about whom and in what context. They’re paying me to watch television. Isn’t that too cute for words? I’m sure that it’ll get boring after a while, but at least people won’t be cussing me out when I interrupt their dinners to ask for donations. And I don’t have to work evenings.
I’ve actually gone on a few real interviews. That is, interviews for full-time jobs that would, hypothetically, pay me enough that I wouldn’t need a part-time job to survive. I haven’t heard back from any of them, though, so I’m going to assume that I haven’t impressed anyone too much.
My current real job isn’t going too well. I have that trapped “I need to get the hell out of here” feeling whenever I’m in the office. It may just be pre-holiday blues or cabin fever or something. Or maybe I’ve just been there too long. The longest I had ever stayed at one job before this one was a year and a half. And that was part-time while I was in college. This is my third Christmas with the university, the second in my current position. I need to move on. Now I just need to have someone hire me.
On the plus side, I get one and a half weeks off, from Christmas through New Year’s. These days are paid and do not count against my vacation days. It’s just a perk of working for the university.