ramble, ramble, ramble
Ok, so this whole restore shit on LJ sits on a throne of lies. It does not restore at all times. I accidentally deleted a long entry earlier. Did it restore it for me? No. I decided to type again and quickly decided not to. I had typed one letter. Did that restore? Yes, it did. I guess it doesn't restore deleted entries??? Whatever. It's fine.
I've been sitting at Panera for 2 hours. I totally lost track of time. It's not too crowded now. I'm hiding in the back room. Earlier, a couple people came in the back room. I was on facebook, being the lame-ass I am. I thought I heard a guy mention the word facebook and wondered if I was being watched. Then I got pissed because I don't like people looking at me. Then I thought that I was being overly paranoid.
Somewhere between 1745 and 2300 on Saturday night, my computer died. I left to pick up Rusty only to come home and find an unresponsive computer. The AC adapter was chirping so we figured that was the probable cause. I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. I wanted to smoke. But I wanted to have a good time with Rusty so I controlled myself. I left my computer alone for the remainder of the weekend. Today, I took it to CompUSA to have an official diagnosis. The young, emo-looking boy was very friendly and took a look at my AC adapter and came to the conclusion that there was no problem. And, hell, my computer even turned on. So I drove to Tri-County for nothing. My computer is fine. His advice was to take it out to lunch where there is wireless and see if there are any problems. Then I was instructed to bring it back if there were. So far, so good. Before going to Panera, I stopped off at Border's because I got a gift card for my birthday last year that I forgot I had. I scored two books. I got "Spooked " by Mary Roach because I loved her last book. I also a book for $3.50 on the sale pile. They made a movie out of it with Cameron Diaz...something with shoes in it? I haven't seen the movie. I won't read a book after I watch a movie. I think movies ruin the books. I like to have my own way of envisioning the characters and all. Movies put all that shit in my head for me. They just ruin it for me.
I'm going down to Christ since my HR person is MIA. She told me to call once I schduled boards. Then I could begin orientation. Then I could get paid. Well, she hasn't returned my calls and I'm getting impatient. I'm going to the HR office myself. I would love more than anything to begin working and make decent money. Rise Against and Comeback Kid are coming in July. Social Distortion is coming in July. Reel Big Fish is coming in August. I would love to go to some shows since it's been so long. But I have to be smart with my money. That, and I have no clue what my orientation schedule will be like. So all this shit with Christ is driving me crazy. I just want to work, damn it.
Still no cigarettes. Still craving one. I just want one. That's all. I'm getting more coffee and leaving.