i'm bored. it's friday. i want the weekend to be here. hmm... no i think what i really want is some time to sleep and not work. a day or two will do... :)
not that work is that hard or stressful. in fact i kinda wished it were busier, so that i'd have stuff to do! but it's quite variable, and even though i'm getting paid so much less than my previous job, i still feel weird about sitting here with no work to do. fatty used me as a subject for a psych assignment last year, and that revealed some things about motivation linked to perceived worth. ie you're not as motivated to work if you feel you're underpaid (which is probably fair enough), but you're also less motivated if you feel you're overpaid. i don't think i'm feeling overpaid, i just think i'm being paid to do nothing. of course, i'd probably feel worse if i was getting paid a lot more to be doing the same kind of nothing... hehe...
i want the money; i want to be paid. but i want to work for it; to earn it by doing something of value.
work is a strange beast. got to mooks' place last night, and arrived in the middle of an unhappy post-dinner table conversation. unhappy for her, as she was in tears. so i parked myself on the sofa and waited. the tv was on fairly loud, but i didn't want to turn it down in case that came across as me wanting to listen in on the conversation between her and her parents. so i'm kinda glad that her brother came and talked to me - that boy's fairly on the ball :)
anyways, the conversation was about her work/workplace. long and ongoing story that one... where to start? don't know, won't try. and so we didn't end up doing any of our regular stuff, but instead sat around a bit, then went and applied some face masks (i'm smoooth... hehe), and then made some popcorn (trying out the new popcorn machine she got for her birthday) and ate them with golden syrup.
music::felicity (music from the hit television series)
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