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Started work at Qonverge today, and it was good. This job's gonna give me a lot of work experience and a decent paycheck for being part time.
And the good old Ruth Ann's will take up another portion of my work for the summer.
Other things I need to do:
-Learn parts in Measure for Measure
-Work on Lives of the Saints stuff
-other Theater Council E-board stuff
-Finish an episode of Pirate's Life For Me and send the script around to my fellow writers for editing/quality control
-Get the boat ready to sail... then sail
-Convince Seton Hall friends to come visit my home's wide open spaces and beautiful beaches
-Get roommate situation straightened out
-Beat Twilight Princess
-Watch a bajillion movies (Pirates, Shrek 3, Bourne Supremacy, Harry Potter, Ocean's Thirteen and more in theaters... Coffee & Cigarettes, Friday Night Lights, Illusionist, The Prestige and others on DVD)
-Rebuild lost friendships
-Maintain new friendships
-Visit Grandmother in STL at least twice since she's really ill
-Actually go to the beach
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-A summer romance really wouldn't hurt either
There is a big coal freighter chilling in the lake outside my window... I think it's turning around but it's taking a while. It's really windy out there today, and it's supposed to rain tomorrow. I can't wait. I love rain.
I also love that I live in a port city. Something about the water is just so inviting and mysterious at the same time. It also feels productive, seeing all of these freighters going in and out, with little and big sailboats darting all around them.
I have a panoramic view of downtown right out my window across the lake, and it's got this feeling of anticipation: redevelopment of Western Avenue years after it was paved over to build a mall and then the mall failed... They're really coming along with it. It feels like a skeleton now; a very nice street has been built and only one building remains on it, and a second one is being built, but that clean slate is so full of possibilities.
The other way the city is bursting with anticipation is the preparation for weeks of summer festivals, from Summer Celebration to Bike Week to the Irish festival. They're all excuses to get together and listen to local bands and past-their-prime or up-and-coming national acts, but the sense of community just makes me want to live on the festival grounds, smell the carnival and narrowly avoid 300-pound Styx fans with their slush drinks in one hand and 15-inch corn dogs in the other.
It's summertime. I'm home. It's fantastic.
And the good old Ruth Ann's will take up another portion of my work for the summer.
Other things I need to do:
-Learn parts in Measure for Measure
-Work on Lives of the Saints stuff
-other Theater Council E-board stuff
-Finish an episode of Pirate's Life For Me and send the script around to my fellow writers for editing/quality control
-Get the boat ready to sail... then sail
-Convince Seton Hall friends to come visit my home's wide open spaces and beautiful beaches
-Get roommate situation straightened out
-Beat Twilight Princess
-Watch a bajillion movies (Pirates, Shrek 3, Bourne Supremacy, Harry Potter, Ocean's Thirteen and more in theaters... Coffee & Cigarettes, Friday Night Lights, Illusionist, The Prestige and others on DVD)
-Rebuild lost friendships
-Maintain new friendships
-Visit Grandmother in STL at least twice since she's really ill
-Actually go to the beach
-
-A summer romance really wouldn't hurt either
There is a big coal freighter chilling in the lake outside my window... I think it's turning around but it's taking a while. It's really windy out there today, and it's supposed to rain tomorrow. I can't wait. I love rain.
I also love that I live in a port city. Something about the water is just so inviting and mysterious at the same time. It also feels productive, seeing all of these freighters going in and out, with little and big sailboats darting all around them.
I have a panoramic view of downtown right out my window across the lake, and it's got this feeling of anticipation: redevelopment of Western Avenue years after it was paved over to build a mall and then the mall failed... They're really coming along with it. It feels like a skeleton now; a very nice street has been built and only one building remains on it, and a second one is being built, but that clean slate is so full of possibilities.
The other way the city is bursting with anticipation is the preparation for weeks of summer festivals, from Summer Celebration to Bike Week to the Irish festival. They're all excuses to get together and listen to local bands and past-their-prime or up-and-coming national acts, but the sense of community just makes me want to live on the festival grounds, smell the carnival and narrowly avoid 300-pound Styx fans with their slush drinks in one hand and 15-inch corn dogs in the other.
It's summertime. I'm home. It's fantastic.