Kittenpants made cake! I think that means she loves me. :)

[featherynscale]

Happy Fill-In-The-Blank Day to everybody! (It's useless to pick a holiday -- too many spawned anti-days and reaction and affirmation days to count. So happy whatever it is you're celebrating today. Me, I'm ambivalent about Valentine's Day. I don't loathe it, but I don't love it, either. We're not celebrating. Or at least, I think we're not. And I kind of hope we're not, because I haven't done anything for anybody, and I hate to be The One That Spoils It...) Thank you to everybody who sent me a little note on the Valentinr thingie -- I'm enjoying reading them this morning. Also, anonymous is a sexy beast.

Anyway, did you miss me yesterday? I was out at a Job Fair, trying to be a good little recruiter. This meant that by the time I got home, I was pretty much exhausted. This thing, where I spend all day 'chatting' with people wears me out. triadruid reminded me this morning that this is because I am an introvert. I forget that sometimes. I have cleverly built for myself a community in which we are always planning something or working on something, or doing something. As long as I can talk about what we're planning or working on or doing together, I can always talk to people and it doesn't drain me at all. I'm an idea person. But if you take me out of my working groups, and put me in a social situation in which I am expected to make small talk or gossip, it's like every word is made of lead and I have to lift it to my lips. Blech. I'm like yesterday's xkcd. Still, I'm doing better, because I have learned by rote some of the Things that People Say, and can call them up most of the time. When I was younger, I just didn't talk unless I had something to say that carried useful information. (I think that meant that I spent my entire sophomore year of high school in complete silence. More people should try that.)

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[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

From time to time, I find myself considering truck driver as an occupation. I like highway driving (when the weather is good). It's the parts about weird shifts and not necessarily getting any sleep that kill the concept for me.

sleep required

[crookedface.livejournal.com]

DOT highly regulates duty hours, so rest time is mandatory! No more than eleven hours a day actually driving. Most positions I've had involved regular day hours, four or five days a week, eight to ten hour shifts. Heck, when I was shuttling trucks around the continent, as a contractor, I set my work hours.

This one's a bit different, though. I quite enjoy having three really busy days, then a very short Thursday and long weekend. I get plenty of sleep on the road, unless other folks in the motel are loud during the night. I'm on the road one or two nights a week and home every other night.

So, Monday, I drove to Fargo, picked up a few things from a store there, then another hour to Grand Forks and I was done for the day. Eleven hours of driving and I only had to talk to a handful of people outside that.

The temperatures in North Dakota leave much to be desired. Morning temps of -15 to -20, wind chills of -30, the high temp Tuesday didn't reach 0. Brisk and refreshing!