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9.14.2005
09.14.05 - 11:58 p.m.

some things...:

1) i get to walk to work tomorrow. the car is being used by mom until friday, possibly monday at the latest. not too big of a deal: walk 2 miles to work, drive car home at noon when mom comes into work, drive back to work at 4, bum ride home from someone at 8.

2) getting rid of my dresser on friday. loading it into the car (if i have it. hm..didn't think 'bout that.) and driving it across town to the brother's apartment.

3) aunt camp on friday. excessive amounts of coffee and pizza and gossip.

4) new bed sometime this weekend. possibly saturday. i've forgotten what its like to sleep in a real bed. a futon mattress barely 6 inches thick laying right on the floor does not count as a real bed.

5) possible coffee with chris this weekend. must call. must try to get to steak&shake with the cute waitress and ask her out sometime. chris thought the waitress was flirting with me. i told alice about the evening, she agreed. mm, cute kinda dorky waitress.

6) my computer is being a bitch and not playing cds. which is bad since i'm supposed to burn my 2 otep cds for a friend.

7) i like red stripe beer. hooray beer.

8) i think i'm going to go into to kvcc sometime this fall, and talk to a career counselor and start back up in school (yes, i'm aware i say this pretty much every year). i am currently in a dead end office job. there are no promotions, no benefits the only thing resembling a benefit i have is a 401K, no health insurance of any sort, we're not even allowed to be full-time employees and work 40 or more hours (i work 39 a week. plus if we were full-time, we'd have to be offered benefits. god forbid.), it is very competitive (which i dislike very much), and in march i'll have been there for 4 years. and in those 4 years, i've (we've all) have gotten exactly one raise in our pay. some people there don't even deserve a raise. they work 10 hours a week, and even then its iffy. they can't show up on time and they leave early. to sum up: i hate my job. the only thing i do like about it is the fact that i don't need to cover up my tattoos with long sleeves or take out my piercings. so: i will be going back to school sometime within the next year (hopefully less) and hopefully i will be able to get financial aid otherwise i won't be able to afford it. i want a job where i am useful and not a fucking drone in a cubicle. i want to be useful in my life and not stare at a computer screen for 8 hours a day with a phone attached to my ear.

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