Cable/DSL anyone?
Now that my non-Oberlin ass is back at home, I'm forced to succumb to 56k modemness.
NOT.
My apologies for not writing anything quirky over the last, oh, WEEK or so. Our cable/dsl was shut off at the House and our CIT-friendly housemate had no idea why. Unfortunately for us, the Cable Co-op's hours were the exact same time as both the Conservatory Library and the CIT Helpdesk. So we suffered. No cable/dsl. No phone line. Yes, we suffered.
So I am home. I managed to completely unpack my room into a *very* liveable condition in just under 48 hours. It's a record for me (even better than when I was an upperclassman having to move in at Oberlin). Granted, one also needed to sign up for classes, register at Carnegie, and go to a Staff Meeting all in the same weekend. Heh heh heh... I'm so glad that's over with.
Actually, no I'm not. I will always miss the organization of the uniformity. And of course, now I am faced with the gross fact that I am unemployed.
NOT.
(This is a recurring trend with this entry, by the way)
I'm am now a full-fledged substitute teacher! My district in North Olmsted is in desparate need of music teachers. I could be looking at subbing on a daily basis all across the school spectrum. K-12 never sounded more inviting! I found out today when I went in for my interview that I'll get paid $85 a day. That sounds like some big money to me, does that sound like big money to everyone else?
I might even do some Spanish Language subbing on the side, which will do well for not just my re-emphasizing of the language, but it will help build my ability to publicly speak in a foreign language ten-fold. I've never been more excited about something that's completely the opposite of what I've been doing with my life!
But honestly though, my parents are being assholes.
NOT.
They're actually being *really* nice. I think it's because they know that a) I'm the better son, b) I've really done nothing wrong and can't be reprimanded for anything in the past year and a half, and c) they understand that I'm sincerely trying to get myself back on track and figure out what it is I want to do with myself. Now all they have to do is realize that I'm no longer throwing the gay issue in their face, and I should be allowed to go out and meet guys once in awhile. They got really angry at some of my books and I was like "they're going in a trunk with a bunch of other books. It's not like they're out on a coffe table or anything!" ::sigh:: I'm waiting for my mother and I to have the talk about sexuality in the workplace... *grits teeth* Here's to hoping it never happens!
I want to finally go out on a date with this boy Elliott. I've been talking to him for well over a month now, and the one time we actually organized a day/time to go out for *coffee* of all things, my professor called me and needed me to housesit for him at the uber-last minute. After that the end of the summer came around and I was packing, we lost our cable/dsl connection, and I've moved back home. We touched base last night and I told him I'd call him this week. I hope to set something up for next week. He's an architect, 26, and has his own place. Oh, and he likes jazz bass. He might've seen my brother play down at the Bop Stop, which is kinda small-worldy and creepy, but is really awesome nonetheless.
That's all for now, I have to get back into a schedule of sleeping earlier, because subs receive work calls at FIVE IN THE FUCKING A.M. Yesh.
Oh, and one last thing, watch "The Complex: Malibu" it's to die for! This coming Friday at 8pm on FOX! It's like "In a Fix" meets "Survivor" lol...
NOT.
My apologies for not writing anything quirky over the last, oh, WEEK or so. Our cable/dsl was shut off at the House and our CIT-friendly housemate had no idea why. Unfortunately for us, the Cable Co-op's hours were the exact same time as both the Conservatory Library and the CIT Helpdesk. So we suffered. No cable/dsl. No phone line. Yes, we suffered.
So I am home. I managed to completely unpack my room into a *very* liveable condition in just under 48 hours. It's a record for me (even better than when I was an upperclassman having to move in at Oberlin). Granted, one also needed to sign up for classes, register at Carnegie, and go to a Staff Meeting all in the same weekend. Heh heh heh... I'm so glad that's over with.
Actually, no I'm not. I will always miss the organization of the uniformity. And of course, now I am faced with the gross fact that I am unemployed.
NOT.
(This is a recurring trend with this entry, by the way)
I'm am now a full-fledged substitute teacher! My district in North Olmsted is in desparate need of music teachers. I could be looking at subbing on a daily basis all across the school spectrum. K-12 never sounded more inviting! I found out today when I went in for my interview that I'll get paid $85 a day. That sounds like some big money to me, does that sound like big money to everyone else?
I might even do some Spanish Language subbing on the side, which will do well for not just my re-emphasizing of the language, but it will help build my ability to publicly speak in a foreign language ten-fold. I've never been more excited about something that's completely the opposite of what I've been doing with my life!
But honestly though, my parents are being assholes.
NOT.
They're actually being *really* nice. I think it's because they know that a) I'm the better son, b) I've really done nothing wrong and can't be reprimanded for anything in the past year and a half, and c) they understand that I'm sincerely trying to get myself back on track and figure out what it is I want to do with myself. Now all they have to do is realize that I'm no longer throwing the gay issue in their face, and I should be allowed to go out and meet guys once in awhile. They got really angry at some of my books and I was like "they're going in a trunk with a bunch of other books. It's not like they're out on a coffe table or anything!" ::sigh:: I'm waiting for my mother and I to have the talk about sexuality in the workplace... *grits teeth* Here's to hoping it never happens!
I want to finally go out on a date with this boy Elliott. I've been talking to him for well over a month now, and the one time we actually organized a day/time to go out for *coffee* of all things, my professor called me and needed me to housesit for him at the uber-last minute. After that the end of the summer came around and I was packing, we lost our cable/dsl connection, and I've moved back home. We touched base last night and I told him I'd call him this week. I hope to set something up for next week. He's an architect, 26, and has his own place. Oh, and he likes jazz bass. He might've seen my brother play down at the Bop Stop, which is kinda small-worldy and creepy, but is really awesome nonetheless.
That's all for now, I have to get back into a schedule of sleeping earlier, because subs receive work calls at FIVE IN THE FUCKING A.M. Yesh.
Oh, and one last thing, watch "The Complex: Malibu" it's to die for! This coming Friday at 8pm on FOX! It's like "In a Fix" meets "Survivor" lol...