592: Mondays and Your Mother...
I wrote a poem once called "Mondays"--one of those throwaway poems that don't end up going anywhere, that I mostly do to remind myself I don't suck--but yesterday was nothing like that poem. Except for maybe the bright sun. *inspects one shoulder, redder than the other*
Yesterday was officially get-shit-done day: at nine, got on the bus up to American River, to get transcripts for Italian class I took back in '06. $10 got me the transcripts right then, so I hit Choices on my way back down to Sac State to pick up my high school transcripts. Very delighted to get the last of my documents in for the transfer.
On the way, I tried to hit some thrift stores to apply at: things didn't start out too hot--ironic, considering the sun, I know: saw the Goodwill truck outside the old Tower Records building where they currently in the midst of constructing the new Goodwill. There was a random guy and some boxes who nodded at me, and I figured I'd ask the people at the Goodwill at Arden aboot working there instead of him. Also, I was dehydrated.
Just as I walked into the St. Vincent de Paul's a block down at Butano, though, this woman was having some kind of loud collapsing fit. So I covertly checked out the kinda people who work there--oddly, it's all women, which you would think wouldn't be a bad thing. I dunno, the thrift store's pretty cool, and you get nice old people in there, regulars I suppose, but the atmosphere seemed a little off-puttingly saccharine...?
Then again, the employees at the Arden Goodwill seemed very dour in comparison. haha But I got a number and a name to call for the new Goodwill, so hopefully getting on the bandwagon before it opens is soon enough to have a shot. One would think that after the article in the Bee aboot it opening many people would've fallen over it, times being desparate... but honestly, not many people of working age read the Bee anymore. XP
Meanwhile, on the way to the Goodwill, I had two severe disappointments: first, Crossroad didn't want my purple converse. I guess they were just slightly too worn (*is embarassed*), and they have way too many men's shoes right now. Blech. I'm aboot to start advertising on bulletin boards, maybe then I could sucker someone into $20 on 'em...haha
Also, apparently, the WEAVE is closed on Mondays. DX Going up there again today, hopefully the parttime position hasn't been filled yet... that would be pretty sweet if I could get it. That's a really nice thrift store. Also, my not-so-inner feminist is jumping at the chance to work at a place affiliated with Women's Shelters.
Meanwhile, I also have to nettle this guy aboot volunteering at his film festival... maybe he'll let me be their bitch! :D (I missed out on the French Film Festival, so I wanna get *some* kinda festival action this summer, even if I don't get to see any films...:-/)
Yes, my back and legs hurt like hell and I conked out early yesterday. XP Tonight I'm trying to get out to Citrus Heights for that Girl in a Coma show and meet David--we'll see if that works out for me! Cross your fingers!
Yesterday was officially get-shit-done day: at nine, got on the bus up to American River, to get transcripts for Italian class I took back in '06. $10 got me the transcripts right then, so I hit Choices on my way back down to Sac State to pick up my high school transcripts. Very delighted to get the last of my documents in for the transfer.
On the way, I tried to hit some thrift stores to apply at: things didn't start out too hot--ironic, considering the sun, I know: saw the Goodwill truck outside the old Tower Records building where they currently in the midst of constructing the new Goodwill. There was a random guy and some boxes who nodded at me, and I figured I'd ask the people at the Goodwill at Arden aboot working there instead of him. Also, I was dehydrated.
Just as I walked into the St. Vincent de Paul's a block down at Butano, though, this woman was having some kind of loud collapsing fit. So I covertly checked out the kinda people who work there--oddly, it's all women, which you would think wouldn't be a bad thing. I dunno, the thrift store's pretty cool, and you get nice old people in there, regulars I suppose, but the atmosphere seemed a little off-puttingly saccharine...?
Then again, the employees at the Arden Goodwill seemed very dour in comparison. haha But I got a number and a name to call for the new Goodwill, so hopefully getting on the bandwagon before it opens is soon enough to have a shot. One would think that after the article in the Bee aboot it opening many people would've fallen over it, times being desparate... but honestly, not many people of working age read the Bee anymore. XP
Meanwhile, on the way to the Goodwill, I had two severe disappointments: first, Crossroad didn't want my purple converse. I guess they were just slightly too worn (*is embarassed*), and they have way too many men's shoes right now. Blech. I'm aboot to start advertising on bulletin boards, maybe then I could sucker someone into $20 on 'em...haha
Also, apparently, the WEAVE is closed on Mondays. DX Going up there again today, hopefully the parttime position hasn't been filled yet... that would be pretty sweet if I could get it. That's a really nice thrift store. Also, my not-so-inner feminist is jumping at the chance to work at a place affiliated with Women's Shelters.
Meanwhile, I also have to nettle this guy aboot volunteering at his film festival... maybe he'll let me be their bitch! :D (I missed out on the French Film Festival, so I wanna get *some* kinda festival action this summer, even if I don't get to see any films...:-/)
Yes, my back and legs hurt like hell and I conked out early yesterday. XP Tonight I'm trying to get out to Citrus Heights for that Girl in a Coma show and meet David--we'll see if that works out for me! Cross your fingers!