I'm back at college at long last! Back in classes, back in the dorm, back in Seattle, back with my friends. And out of my parents' house, away from the wretched scones job, and done with having to censor myself in front of my younger brother. Life is good. Sarah and I bunked our beds, which makes our room huge. We're going to put a couch in, but we have to measure to make sure it will fit in the elevator, because I'm sure not hauling it up ten flights of stairs! The other day a couple guys were sawing an arm off their couch so they could fit it in the elevator. We took it as a sign.
Tomorrow we start the road trip to Portland to see Alabama in concert! Yay! We're staying with a guy we know from camp, so it should be lots of fun. And the concert of course will be amazing. Definately looking forward to that.
It's hard to tell what my classes will be like, but I think it's safe to say they won't be any easier than I expected. I don't know how I'll have time to study and get a second job...we'll see how that goes.
Tonight is the season premieres of Friends and Will and Grace--an excellent excuse to procrastinate on studying for my poly sci class!
Slogging my way through the fair. This is the first time I've had a job that I seriously don't care at all if I get fired from it. I'm pushing all the priveleges of the job--taking extra free food and drinks, taking long lunches and so on--because I feel like I don't owe them anything for how little they pay me. So far I'm totally getting away with it too. Very Office Space of me, I think. Does this make me a bad person? Maybe. But I'm past caring. I must say though, the free food is great and delicious (I'm so addicted to scones, eating an average of three a day), but it's making me fat. I've gained back almost all of the weight I lost this summer. Sigh.
The Coats played the fair last night!!! So exciting. Kath and I went to see them. The concert was pretty good, but we both agreed it didn't hit the high that many of their concerts do. And we were shocked to find wedding rings on both Jamie's and Kerry's hands. Sigh. And Kerry's not growing his hair back out because his hairline is receding and he's developing a bald spot. Our boys are getting old! Sigh again. We have a new focal point for our venom--a redheaded chicky who thinks she's the greatest fan ever. She only discovered them a year ago. She put together a really amateur (but I must admit, rather extensive) website that proved both her lack of intelligence and her devotion to the Coats. She was shocked and appalled when I vaulted the front row benches to grab the playsheet before she got to it. Kath and I haughtily celebrated our small victory. I've been following the Coats for eight years, since they were the Trenchcoats, since Rachel took me to a concert in 1995. I followed them through five new albums and vast experimentation in style and tone. When I found them, Doug had no children yet and the other three were still single. So this chick waltzes in and now she's all buddy-buddy with the guys?!? It's infuriating.
Deep breaths. Relax. The redhead is not here. I think I have to be done here before I get too worked up. I have to get to bed to prepare myself for my big plans tomorrow--sleeping in and spending the rest of the day reading. ;-)
Yes, it's true--the blog has a new title! I decided that since it's September and it's started raining, the reference to summer was obsolete. (By the way, points to you if you know the song the new title comes from.)
Work was so much better today than the previous two days, for two main reasons: 1) We started an hour later, so my shift was only 7 hours instead of 8, and 2) I got nine hours of sleep last night, rather than 6 or 7. Getting enough sleep makes such a difference in my attitude. Plus I should be getting a day off here sooner or later. And I must say I love the free scones.
Alas, all is not sunny and brilliant--I miss Chris. A lot. I think I'm actually lonelier now than I was before I had a boyfriend. Heavy sigh. Three months until Christmas break.
Going to go watch a video now. That's pretty much all I do these days, besides work and read books. It's not a bad life.
QUOTE OF THE DAY: "Rena, you should go out in front of the booth and do a scone dance!"
So it looks like having a shared computer (i.e. at home) really doesn't allow for the same quality of time-wasting as having my own laptop hooked up at college. And that pesky thing called work also gets in the way.
Quick sum-up: I got a job with Allied Ice at the Evergreen State Fair on very short notice, but the money was really good (more money per hour than I'd ever made before) so I took the job. Also got my buddy Justin a job there too, which turned out to be a mistake, because we drove each other up the wall. The things about him that are so entertaining when I see him once a month really grated on me after a week of spending 24 hours a day with him (not kidding, we were living together too.) And I'm sure I was equally irritating to him. The good part was that I got us the hook-up to live at camp so we didn't have to commute. We watched an awful lot of movies, and we worked the afternoon shift so we got to sleep in. Plus the vendors loved us and we got loads of free food, mostly lemonade, piroshkies, and ice cream. All in all, it was a pretty great temporary job.
My truck also died on me several times, ultimately resulting in it refusing to start at all, even with an extended jump. So we towed it to the shop (yay for AAA!) where they determined it was a minor wiring issue and they fixed it within an hour. I'm so glad to have my truck in good working order again for the short month before I go back to school. And you know what? I don't think I'll really miss having a car. I'm so psyched to go back to Seattle, where I can walk or take the bus everywhere I want to go, where there are multiple plays to go see on any given night, where I get to live with other students who are as mental as me. Speaking of which, Sarah and Sarah and I are talking about getting an apartment after Christmas break. If we can move out and pay less in rent than we do to live in the dorms, we'll do it.
Right....so meanwhile, back in Puyallup....sigh. Mia's in Spain, Sarah's in Alaska, my Chris is in Kentucky, along with my Rachel, the other Chris is in France, and I'm stuck here selling scones for minimum wage. BO-RING! I just finished my first day there, and let's just say that now that I've had good jobs, I no longer have the same tolerance for sucky ones. I could be making more money under better working conditions with a more interesting yet lower-stress job. Sadly, if I'm not working pretty much every day until I start school, my dad won't get off my case about how I need to be earning money for college, how when he was my age he was working nights in a mill, blah blah blah. Well, my parents' life isn't my life. I do recognize that I was born into more priveleges and advantages that my parents worked hard to earn for me. But I also worked myself into the ground in high school to get the scholarships that pay the majority of my tuition now (making it less expensive than the public schools my folks went to that they like to rub in my face). Sigh. I just need to get back to Seattle. Living under my parents' roof is getting old quickly.
