AN UPDATE.
I suppose that since I have a livejournal account I'll use it.
I hope all are doing well. I myself have been doing, depending on when you catch me, somewhere between extremely content, hyper/awesome, and absurdly depressed. I'm good in a nutshell.
It's been several dozen weeks since my last real update. Consequentially, I have a bit o' news.
I've found another apartment, and will be moving away from Todd in the months to follow. (concerning Todd: Well, it's been a trip, but it's time for me to blow. I'll hit you later, bud.) A certain season in my life is ending, and I've been feeling the need to move into a more suitable living situation. I prayed about it, and it didn't take long before this place was made known to me through a friend. This apartment is a one bedroom place in Cambridge Springs (where my father lived at one point). The house is over one hundred years old, I've been told, and is spacious enough and interesting enough for me. I love it. I'll be living above good friends, too, so even though I'll be living alone, I won't be lonely. I can't wait, but I'm going to.
I'm pretty sure I'm getting a second job at Oh, Charlie's. I believe I'll be working as a dishwasher. This may be good for me, and will give me a good opportunity to possibly build a cooking career. I'll be working with Jaime, too, so things will probably be really cool. Also, I'll be training for a server position next week at the Garden. Serving will be much better then bussing, which sucks. Better money, less lifting and carrying, more interaction with people (which I excel at).
Well, that's all the time I got. More later. Maybe. Until then, practice writing with your less dominant hand.
--michael
I hope all are doing well. I myself have been doing, depending on when you catch me, somewhere between extremely content, hyper/awesome, and absurdly depressed. I'm good in a nutshell.
It's been several dozen weeks since my last real update. Consequentially, I have a bit o' news.
I've found another apartment, and will be moving away from Todd in the months to follow. (concerning Todd: Well, it's been a trip, but it's time for me to blow. I'll hit you later, bud.) A certain season in my life is ending, and I've been feeling the need to move into a more suitable living situation. I prayed about it, and it didn't take long before this place was made known to me through a friend. This apartment is a one bedroom place in Cambridge Springs (where my father lived at one point). The house is over one hundred years old, I've been told, and is spacious enough and interesting enough for me. I love it. I'll be living above good friends, too, so even though I'll be living alone, I won't be lonely. I can't wait, but I'm going to.
I'm pretty sure I'm getting a second job at Oh, Charlie's. I believe I'll be working as a dishwasher. This may be good for me, and will give me a good opportunity to possibly build a cooking career. I'll be working with Jaime, too, so things will probably be really cool. Also, I'll be training for a server position next week at the Garden. Serving will be much better then bussing, which sucks. Better money, less lifting and carrying, more interaction with people (which I excel at).
Well, that's all the time I got. More later. Maybe. Until then, practice writing with your less dominant hand.
--michael