Life on My Own
Things at the apartment are going pretty well. Kevin and I are getting along great, though we're both discovering little quirks about each other that we both find surprising. He's a recluse at home, and I'm neurotic. Surprise surprise, right? Kevin told me on my second day that Jerry, the guy we had lined up to take Kamil's slot, flaked out and we are currently without a third roomate. This has me really really worried, and I'm freaking out about money. We're going to make it work one way or the other, but I'd feel much safer knowing that we are going to be able to pay our rent. It certainly doesn't help that the Manchester Blockbuster had a fucking ENORMOUS hour cut, and I only have 12.5 this week. Twelve and a half hours!!!!! I'm starting the second-job hunt on my next day off. Please, PLEASE let me find one fast.
On a lighter note, we just got back from Underworld: Rise of the Lycans. Look for a full review tomorrow, but for now let's just say this.... I found the popcorn kernals that got stuck in my teeth more interesting than the movie itself. Ugh, it was the most superfluous, unnecessary movie in a looong time. So bad. So, so, so, so, so, so SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO *breathes* bad!
On a lighter note, we just got back from Underworld: Rise of the Lycans. Look for a full review tomorrow, but for now let's just say this.... I found the popcorn kernals that got stuck in my teeth more interesting than the movie itself. Ugh, it was the most superfluous, unnecessary movie in a looong time. So bad. So, so, so, so, so, so SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO *breathes* bad!