So I'm sitting pretty at the end of my first work week in nearly two months. A company called
BestWay took pity and hired me for the job of Ass. System Administrator. This means I take care of servers, computers, telephones, tech support, et cetera, et cetera. I have my own office and a real lacky to supervise, whose name is also David. I'm on salary and work is only about fifteen minutes away, tunnel traffic aside.
It's good. My boss (VP of tech, telecom, and taxes) is named Douglas and has been with the company for over twenty years. We rock the top five in rent-to-own and tax preparation in Virginia and North Carolina. Already I've been tasked with creating a new backup solution/server and moving our e-mail system in-house. Neither of which I have done before, both of which I am making headway on. It's exciting to see how it will all work out.
Everything else is going well, too. Dogs are good, Kasey is good, apartment is good. I'm losing weight steadily and am now hovering around 145 lbs. All you have to do is walk at least a mile a day. It sounds like a lot at first, but after about three days of it you'll be done before you know it. Then you'll start adding miles with ease, feeling better; all that jazz.
I'm reading
Walden which I am enjoying immensely. Anyone who knows me and what Walden is about would find that as no surprise. I've often talked about renting out some U-Haul Self Storage place and filling it with a bed, a TV, and other home-ly things and living cheaply inside. I was humorously pleased to find that Henry David had the same idea back in his day, only with railway shipping containers instead. No, he was not a hippy, he was a naturalist. He was about one hundred and fourty years before the flower children.
I'm trying to talk my brother into visiting me on business grounds. He works for my grandmother now, re-selling antiques via eBay. They recently returned from a trip to Boston and Ebay School where they learned to be powersellers. I'm going to them if I come across any priceless pieces.
I need to do laundry or get a pop or both. Sorry there's no meat on this one; Law & Order: CSI is distracting me and the Dr. Pepper I just had wants me to meet his brother.
Have a good night, and if I don't write again soon, a safe Fourth o' July. No burn wards for you!
- David