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My computer is still fucked, it's all good though, I just wish I could listen to music. Work is going pretty good though, I made $119 for 14 hours of work on thursday, then this thursday I get another $250, and another $200 a week after that. Both my manager and my department head told me I was doing a good job on Saturday, and that they didn't expect me to pick everything up in a week. Now I just need to pick up a couple more things, like selling a few of those stupid ass plans, and I'll own that store. It can get pretty boring sometimes, but only when there's no customers or no carts upon carts of boxes to move. And I don't know what to think of their music selection, on one hand there's a lot of crap, on the other hand they have some choice picks. Like their Byrds selection: Turn, Turn, Turn!, I'll Feel a Whole Lot Better, and their cover of Tambourine Man. Motherfucking Tambourine Man. It makes me wonder whether the company is clueless as to that song being about buying acid, or whether they're just down to the max. From what I've seen so far it could go either way. Oh, and imagine my surprise when I hear Touch of Grey come on over the intercom the other day, that has to be the greatest song to have play in the middle of an 8 hour shift.
Botany is getting more and more interesting for me, while everyone else in the class seems to be getting more and more bored and/or confused. We're studying fungi right now: slime molds, bread molds, water molds, we're moving on to mushrooms next week I think. It sucks that there is only one other Botany course at Palomar though, and it doesn't look all that interesting. I'm thinking of enrolling in Mira Costa too next semester, it's near the beach and they have a kick ass Horticulture department. I want to take Soil Science for certain, but there's a few others that look good too.
Been camping and hiking and reading and surfing too. Yesterday I had another one of those moments when I realized all the time I've been spending in the water has paid off. I'm much calmer than I was even a month ago, and thanks to a single tip from Chuck my dives are getting damn near perfect, depending on the size of the wave and how tired I am (trying to dive a 6 wave clean-up set is fucking exhausting). I had a beautiful session a few days ago too, it was kind of small, but breaking perfect and the sun was setting. There was a mother dolphin and her baby swimming and jumping all through the line up. And some perfect rides of course, shoulder high or so and breaking straight down the line, with no close out sections. The kind of waves where you trail your hand through the face, and imagine it 3 feet bigger, and more hollow.
I haven't been writing much, my mind's been dry, but it feels like that, like so many things, is on the way out.
Botany is getting more and more interesting for me, while everyone else in the class seems to be getting more and more bored and/or confused. We're studying fungi right now: slime molds, bread molds, water molds, we're moving on to mushrooms next week I think. It sucks that there is only one other Botany course at Palomar though, and it doesn't look all that interesting. I'm thinking of enrolling in Mira Costa too next semester, it's near the beach and they have a kick ass Horticulture department. I want to take Soil Science for certain, but there's a few others that look good too.
Been camping and hiking and reading and surfing too. Yesterday I had another one of those moments when I realized all the time I've been spending in the water has paid off. I'm much calmer than I was even a month ago, and thanks to a single tip from Chuck my dives are getting damn near perfect, depending on the size of the wave and how tired I am (trying to dive a 6 wave clean-up set is fucking exhausting). I had a beautiful session a few days ago too, it was kind of small, but breaking perfect and the sun was setting. There was a mother dolphin and her baby swimming and jumping all through the line up. And some perfect rides of course, shoulder high or so and breaking straight down the line, with no close out sections. The kind of waves where you trail your hand through the face, and imagine it 3 feet bigger, and more hollow.
I haven't been writing much, my mind's been dry, but it feels like that, like so many things, is on the way out.