July 21, 2005
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i got a new job, so eat it.
it's at a bead store in madison, and since i make jewelry from time to
time i think it'll work for me. plus the girls who work there
(and yes, it's all women.) are really nice and i am optimistic about
how i will feel about the whole situation. i am so glad i might
finally have a job where i like what i'm doing and like the people i'm
doing it alongside. AND the money is decent, a dollar better than
i made in hell (aka Garden Center).
i'm at jack's this week taking care of his apartment, including, but
not limited to, muromoto (the cat, who is now sprawled out before me,
with his front arms draped across the number pad of the keyboard.
he does this a lot, and often makes windows appear and disappear
randomly). since i don't have to work tomorrow i'm gonna go home
tonight so i can do laundry tomorrow and pick up my 15% off card from
waldenbooks so i can go get my new harry potter book.now my major decision that troubles me is this: do i finish
reading Anne Rice's The Body Thief (book 4 of the vampire
chronicles) that i just started reading a few days ago, OR do i start
the new harry potter so i can beat half the other people in the world
who are reading it right now? i have already had one major
surprise ruined for me (and i'm not cruel enough to ruin it for you
fuckers, so consider yourselves luckier than usual) and i don't want
other people to be like "OMG AND THEN THIS HAPPENS" because then i
would be forced to smash skulls. and i read Rowling's writing
really fast for some reason, so i could probably beat people who
started reading it a week ago. i read the last 4 of them (yes, i
didnt read #1 or #2 since i saw the movies, and that ruins books for
me) in like 3 weeks. and i'm not a fast reader, persay. decisions, decisions.t-minus 8 days til move-in. maybe i should start packing
tonight?
it's probably a good thing i just watched an episode
of clean sweep, i will be less tempted to be the packrat version of
myself.as for now, fluffy bunnies, and banana flavored candy. or, fuck off and die, whichever you prefer.

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A bead store must have far more beads than I can imagine.
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