This is really long, but don't despair! Consider it several months condensed. Also, I've been drinki
current mood: drunk
Hey, world, how you doin'?
Me? I'm as good as is to be expected...actually, scratch that. I'm better than what one should expect. But still, from where i'm sitting , that bar isn't very high. I'm still in college, and I have yet to do anything too amazingly stupid. You aren't surprised you say? Well, I suppose that would be because you're looking at the sum of my life. Go back to about 85', 86'. You'd probably be pretty damn proud of me. Especially considering I'll be eligible for a health plan in a couple of monthes. And I'm not even pregnant.
You might be interested to note that not only have I acquired a very promising hourly position ( Health care at 20hrs/week and a healthy supply of caffine), but I've also decided to pick up another major. My new sociology major will only take me twelve more hours. That and telling whoever needs to know. How can one pick up a major in only twelve more credit hours you ask? Simple. An Anthropology/Sociology double major and General Sociology last...spring? One of the easiest courses I've taken in a while. Take THAT my engineer mboyfriend and classmate. I took a point hit for turning it in late and still got a higher grade than you *insert raspberrry*. The topic? Something about Marx and World of Warcraft. I really should've skipped that class more often, as he let you make up any and all quizes at the end. For full credit. The sociologist he was, he figured no one would go to the trouble of actually investing the time to cheat on them. And he was right. Besides which, they were easy. I should really take more honors things. They always seem to be easier than the regular classes.
Hehy, world. WHile we're at it, do you have any advice as to what to do with my majors? All I've got is the University of Oregon for a masters and a certificate in Museology ( I like that word, and I love pronouncing it wrong.) and maybe one in Non-profit admin too. ( Note to self: go give blood. And ask about time off for conference)
The reason I've been so very absent is because it always feels weird writing about my day and whatnot. Also, I forget things. I'll be walking down the sidewalk or something and be all like 'I've go to put that on Lj.' But then I aparently see something both shiny AND jangly.
At the moment I'm training at a store 20 miles up the highway. It's the only one in the area till our store opens the 21st. Yesterday ( like an hour ago) was apparenlty the day of old ladies and vanity plates, "O KIPPY" and "READ IT" spring to mind. What has haunted me for about 12 hours now though was this: "006088". In Arkansas standard plates are 3 numbers followed by 3 letters, so I knew it was a vanity plate. What escaped me though, was what the hell it meant. 1337 maybe? Not that I could see. one of those calculator messages? I don't see it. As such, I think you have missed the point entirely.
I fear my traguses ( tragi?)are too small to accomidate vertial piercing. Either way though. (Deep in my heart I know I am too fickle to indulge my desire for more tattoos. Though I may get the one I have recolored. Seriously, it's addictive.) ...I had somehting else, but I blanked...was it...maybe...So we were talking at work today and haircolor came up. I mentioned the colors my hair has been and was told I don't seem the type.
I just finished a book, and God Herself may or may not be a sponge. "The evidence is provocative." Also, the only way to get into heaven is apparently to have another group beleive you'll get there. Jesus? Actually in hell. Dispensing morphine and nonexistence.
I would also like to intoduce you to customers_suck ( actually a group...). A wonderful group to read and rant in. I haven't made any posts yet , but I'm sure I will. ( I'd like a half-caf, five shot, Venti, 2 pump mocha, 3 splenda, breve, 169 degree, latte...and can I get that iced?)
P.S. I'm a brother.
my chest hurts
and i'm too lazy to fix the spelling in this