yeah, i know...
it's been...a mini lifetime.
i'm now on my way to becoming a resident of GA.
that means i'm on my way to paying only an arm for some grad schoolin'.
the town of athens has been pretty nice so far. and use the adjective "nice" because that's what it is. you have teh faction of run of the mill college kids, who are REALLY into the greek stuff. but they mean ample customer flow at the coffee shop where i'm picking up a few shifts.
the bakery work is treating me...well for the most part.
as with all bakeries in which i've ever worked, jobs are all interdependent. and this has to be one of the most poorly managed places i've ever worked, period. that makes it more frustrating than not.
but, for whatever reasons, i feel as though i can't simply walk out. i told them in the beginning that i'd be around for a while. and rob contends that "i'm being abused." but i really don't feel abused. i think that i should just sit the manager down and tell her why she has such a high turn-over rate and explain what makes the job so irritating. the hours are pretty great, but coming in and finding out you have to do the jobs of three people would piss anyone off. more the less the poor schmoe who has this happen twice a week or more.
anyway, i'm really hoping that a local pottery studio calls me back. they have a huge trampoline in the back yard. need i say any more?
my mama is doing well. i think the girls have already gone back to school. the last thing i heard about my freshly delinquent brother was something about an auto-parts delivery driver or a siding company lackey. i just hope he has a place to live and food to eat in the meantime. i love ya ry.
my dad is improving "his" house one little chore at a time. his newest chickens should be about ready to lay colored eggs. i'm curious.
i get along pretty well with my new house mates.
living with a boyfriend has proved more difficult than i had expected, but not as terrible as i had imagined after the first few days of it.
i don't care if the seat is up or down, but it has to be clean. and i wash only my clothes. most everything else has to be small stuff that i don't stress about. if it weren't, i think i'd have totally moved out by now. thankfully my boy can cook. it's a great thing to be well fed and well loved.
oh! one of my very best friends is getting married this weekend, so we'll be swinging thru shrevetonky for a minute.
and oh! the people who run the coffee shop gave rob the job of curator, so we have an art show (albeit small-ish) opening on the 1st of september. so i'm still making art.
it's the biggest painting i've done yet. it's taken me a long while, but i think it'll be worth it. pictures will be taken and posted at some point. now that i co-habitate, i have a digital camera at my disposal. it will greatly improve the quality of my flikr page. woo!
ok, i really need to go take a nap before work. i had my first morning of heavy duty coffee shop madness.
much hart to all that i've not seen in far too long,
k*
i'm now on my way to becoming a resident of GA.
that means i'm on my way to paying only an arm for some grad schoolin'.
the town of athens has been pretty nice so far. and use the adjective "nice" because that's what it is. you have teh faction of run of the mill college kids, who are REALLY into the greek stuff. but they mean ample customer flow at the coffee shop where i'm picking up a few shifts.
the bakery work is treating me...well for the most part.
as with all bakeries in which i've ever worked, jobs are all interdependent. and this has to be one of the most poorly managed places i've ever worked, period. that makes it more frustrating than not.
but, for whatever reasons, i feel as though i can't simply walk out. i told them in the beginning that i'd be around for a while. and rob contends that "i'm being abused." but i really don't feel abused. i think that i should just sit the manager down and tell her why she has such a high turn-over rate and explain what makes the job so irritating. the hours are pretty great, but coming in and finding out you have to do the jobs of three people would piss anyone off. more the less the poor schmoe who has this happen twice a week or more.
anyway, i'm really hoping that a local pottery studio calls me back. they have a huge trampoline in the back yard. need i say any more?
my mama is doing well. i think the girls have already gone back to school. the last thing i heard about my freshly delinquent brother was something about an auto-parts delivery driver or a siding company lackey. i just hope he has a place to live and food to eat in the meantime. i love ya ry.
my dad is improving "his" house one little chore at a time. his newest chickens should be about ready to lay colored eggs. i'm curious.
i get along pretty well with my new house mates.
living with a boyfriend has proved more difficult than i had expected, but not as terrible as i had imagined after the first few days of it.
i don't care if the seat is up or down, but it has to be clean. and i wash only my clothes. most everything else has to be small stuff that i don't stress about. if it weren't, i think i'd have totally moved out by now. thankfully my boy can cook. it's a great thing to be well fed and well loved.
oh! one of my very best friends is getting married this weekend, so we'll be swinging thru shrevetonky for a minute.
and oh! the people who run the coffee shop gave rob the job of curator, so we have an art show (albeit small-ish) opening on the 1st of september. so i'm still making art.
it's the biggest painting i've done yet. it's taken me a long while, but i think it'll be worth it. pictures will be taken and posted at some point. now that i co-habitate, i have a digital camera at my disposal. it will greatly improve the quality of my flikr page. woo!
ok, i really need to go take a nap before work. i had my first morning of heavy duty coffee shop madness.
much hart to all that i've not seen in far too long,
k*