A Day of Rest
So, that six day stretch of work is over. I just feel so exhausted after even a five day stretch of work. The unpredictable schedule of retail plays havoc with circadian rhythms. Still, today I was able to sleep in until 12:45, which was quite nice. And I've done nothing but laundry, videogames, and watch Doctor Who. Just about as relaxing as possible.
As most of you know, I finally broke down and bought Rock Band, which has been occupying a lot of my free time. I beat guitar mode on medium yesterday, so I feel quite accomplished. Medium vocals should go well too, but medium drums will take a long, long time to accomplish. I even beat "I Fought the Law" on Hard (with four stars), but that's not exactly difficult. I wonder, is it possible to finish a song with less than three stars? I've never seen it, and the way the stars go makes me think it's impossible. Just a random thought.
I've been spending as much time with Jessica (the girl mentioned last time) as our schedules and moods allow. We've both had "the crud," as we put it, so there have been days where neither of us want to crawl out of our respective holes. I still have no idea where things are going, but I don't think she does either, so we are lost together. I actually asked her flat out what she thought we were, relationship-wise, and she said she didn't know. Better than one of us thinking "we're together!" and one thinking "just friends." Her dogs have gotten used to me (learning that I'm not much of a dog person in just a couple of weeks, as opposed to Samantha who took four years to figure it out), which means I can go over with less fear of dog-related crotchings. She comes over for Rock Band (we are Chocolate Covered Bacon) and movies, and usually ends up falling asleep. In fact, at least half of our time together has involved sleep. This isn't necessarily a bad thing.
Next week I have a mini-vacation, meeting up with my dad in Chicago for the auto show. Why he is flying all this way just to see the new Dodge Challenger is beyond me, but I get a trip to Chicago and a hotel room overlooking Lake Michigan in the deal. I am going to go up at least a day early to see Joe, Keali, and the bump. Thanks to the way salary works with working holidays for me, I have some "holiday" days that are basically freebie vacation days to use this long weekend. It will be nice to get out of Lafayette and into a real city again. Marin needs to stretch her legs too, she's itching to be set free after being garaged most of this month.
So, yay for another sporadic update. Now back to my grueling schedule of relaxation.
As most of you know, I finally broke down and bought Rock Band, which has been occupying a lot of my free time. I beat guitar mode on medium yesterday, so I feel quite accomplished. Medium vocals should go well too, but medium drums will take a long, long time to accomplish. I even beat "I Fought the Law" on Hard (with four stars), but that's not exactly difficult. I wonder, is it possible to finish a song with less than three stars? I've never seen it, and the way the stars go makes me think it's impossible. Just a random thought.
I've been spending as much time with Jessica (the girl mentioned last time) as our schedules and moods allow. We've both had "the crud," as we put it, so there have been days where neither of us want to crawl out of our respective holes. I still have no idea where things are going, but I don't think she does either, so we are lost together. I actually asked her flat out what she thought we were, relationship-wise, and she said she didn't know. Better than one of us thinking "we're together!" and one thinking "just friends." Her dogs have gotten used to me (learning that I'm not much of a dog person in just a couple of weeks, as opposed to Samantha who took four years to figure it out), which means I can go over with less fear of dog-related crotchings. She comes over for Rock Band (we are Chocolate Covered Bacon) and movies, and usually ends up falling asleep. In fact, at least half of our time together has involved sleep. This isn't necessarily a bad thing.
Next week I have a mini-vacation, meeting up with my dad in Chicago for the auto show. Why he is flying all this way just to see the new Dodge Challenger is beyond me, but I get a trip to Chicago and a hotel room overlooking Lake Michigan in the deal. I am going to go up at least a day early to see Joe, Keali, and the bump. Thanks to the way salary works with working holidays for me, I have some "holiday" days that are basically freebie vacation days to use this long weekend. It will be nice to get out of Lafayette and into a real city again. Marin needs to stretch her legs too, she's itching to be set free after being garaged most of this month.
So, yay for another sporadic update. Now back to my grueling schedule of relaxation.