77 Days and Counting!
Wow.
It's April. I'm still learning Turkish (I can now count to 5) and thinking about what to take and what to leave. I get more and more excited about the country the more I learn about it. The book by Kurban Said, "Ali and Nino" was an amazing read. I'm surprised it's not more popular. If any of you, dear readers, are interested in my country, pick up that book.
I think spring has finally settled down to stay, making it the most definite season since last summer. The dogwood outside my window is in full bloom. Speaking of dogwoods, I was supposed to go to the Dogwood Festival in Piedmont Park today, but it got all rainy. Maybe tomorrow. The rest of today will be dedicated to visiting with family and such since Uncle John is in town. I guess this will be my last chance to see him before I leave.
My work schedule is ... non-existant. Really. When I left work yesterday they didn't have a schedule posted for next week. I know that I'm working at the Buckhead store on Monday, but after that I've got no clue. It would be really nice to know when -- and where, since I've voluntered to help with rennovations at another store -- I'm working next. Blah. This past week was great though. We stayed on top of the pallets of books. I got caught up on a lot of paperwork -- one set is now only 3 weeks behind, as opposed to 3 months -- and I think I'm finally getting used to the 5.30 in the morning wake-ups again. If I'm never gripped with some desperate passion to follow a career path, I could see myself as a GM for one of these stores. What? Me? In a bookstore ... yeah.
I'm going to miss my Jezebel. I'm still looking for someone I trust to take care of her for me while I'm gone. Why are so many people allergic to cats?
And that's about it. timba and I watched Batman Begins the other night with our dear friend Senor Cuervo the other night. I get really really stupid when I'm drunk. And, aparently, really impressed with Chuck Norris.
It's quite a boring life I'm leading right now.
It's April. I'm still learning Turkish (I can now count to 5) and thinking about what to take and what to leave. I get more and more excited about the country the more I learn about it. The book by Kurban Said, "Ali and Nino" was an amazing read. I'm surprised it's not more popular. If any of you, dear readers, are interested in my country, pick up that book.
I think spring has finally settled down to stay, making it the most definite season since last summer. The dogwood outside my window is in full bloom. Speaking of dogwoods, I was supposed to go to the Dogwood Festival in Piedmont Park today, but it got all rainy. Maybe tomorrow. The rest of today will be dedicated to visiting with family and such since Uncle John is in town. I guess this will be my last chance to see him before I leave.
My work schedule is ... non-existant. Really. When I left work yesterday they didn't have a schedule posted for next week. I know that I'm working at the Buckhead store on Monday, but after that I've got no clue. It would be really nice to know when -- and where, since I've voluntered to help with rennovations at another store -- I'm working next. Blah. This past week was great though. We stayed on top of the pallets of books. I got caught up on a lot of paperwork -- one set is now only 3 weeks behind, as opposed to 3 months -- and I think I'm finally getting used to the 5.30 in the morning wake-ups again. If I'm never gripped with some desperate passion to follow a career path, I could see myself as a GM for one of these stores. What? Me? In a bookstore ... yeah.
I'm going to miss my Jezebel. I'm still looking for someone I trust to take care of her for me while I'm gone. Why are so many people allergic to cats?
And that's about it. timba and I watched Batman Begins the other night with our dear friend Senor Cuervo the other night. I get really really stupid when I'm drunk. And, aparently, really impressed with Chuck Norris.
It's quite a boring life I'm leading right now.