Well, you know how it goes...
...I'm just all talk. I didn't actually move out of my boyfriend's parents' place. I don't have the balls...or the heart. I love Dana too much. It's that simple. I am addicted to his presence. I can't believe I feel this strongly about someone at the age of 23.
I started a new part-time job this weekend. I work at Buffalo Ski Club's "nursery". I take care of 2-6 year olds mostly. Basically their parents abandon them for a few hours so they can hit the slopes. Some of the kids take lessons, some of them are forced to take lessons at the age of 3. A little ridiculous. It is my opinion, that if you want your 3 year old to learn to ski at least take the time to teach them how to do it yourself rather than passing them off to some teenage ski instructor. Otherwise they cry a lot and that's not fun for any of the parties involved. The majority of the kids are pretty good at entertaining themselves. The parents and the ski instructors tend to be more of a pain in the ass than the 3 year olds. So that's that.
Pittsburgh was fun. The party was good. I had more than I've had to drink in 2 years, probably. AND no hangover! Excellent. Usually drinking gallons of water does not prevent my hangovers (which tend to start before I've even gone to sleep). I had a riot at an oriental food store. We bought these really good popsicles that I haven't enjoyed since I was little. We went to a Chinese and Japanese restaurant for dinner one night. I ordered General Tso's soy protein "chicken" and it was super good. I think I was expecting it to taste like one of my own horrible tofu creations. We also stopped at an adult store on the way back. I liked that it was very clean. I thought it awkward when my boyfriend and I engaged in a conversation with one of the employees concerning a particular toy.
I might go skiing for the first time in 4 years when/if Erin comes to visit this week.
KNIT IN FRIDAY. Awesome. I haven't been knitting enough lately. I want to start a sweater. But I should probably start Melinda's felted bag. It will be her bridal shower present. Probably Tiffany blue and brown...her wedding colors.
Stupid job fair tomorrow that I should go to. I like that job fairs tend to start around 4pm. I'm fully awake by that hour at least. I do not look forward to these things. Maybe I'll get lucky. Or maybe I'll just get sick again. This will be my third job fair this year, maybe the charm.
Last but not least, I am reading Silent Spring by Rachel Carson. Published in 1960, this is the book that made us all freak out about DDT.
And rightly so. The book is rather disturbing. Last night I read about how officials in Detroit decided to spray Detroit and surrounding areas with a pesticide called aldrin (or maybe dieldrin...both are more poisonous than DDT). Within hours of the spraying all of the birds were dying. And the squirrels were dying. And the cats were convulsing...and then dying. People were going to their doctors complaining about respiratory problems. Etc, etc. Pretty messed up. Reading is fun?
So I'll just end on that terrible note. People ask me why I am so cynical and pessimistic. Go read some non-fiction and you'll know why.
I started a new part-time job this weekend. I work at Buffalo Ski Club's "nursery". I take care of 2-6 year olds mostly. Basically their parents abandon them for a few hours so they can hit the slopes. Some of the kids take lessons, some of them are forced to take lessons at the age of 3. A little ridiculous. It is my opinion, that if you want your 3 year old to learn to ski at least take the time to teach them how to do it yourself rather than passing them off to some teenage ski instructor. Otherwise they cry a lot and that's not fun for any of the parties involved. The majority of the kids are pretty good at entertaining themselves. The parents and the ski instructors tend to be more of a pain in the ass than the 3 year olds. So that's that.
Pittsburgh was fun. The party was good. I had more than I've had to drink in 2 years, probably. AND no hangover! Excellent. Usually drinking gallons of water does not prevent my hangovers (which tend to start before I've even gone to sleep). I had a riot at an oriental food store. We bought these really good popsicles that I haven't enjoyed since I was little. We went to a Chinese and Japanese restaurant for dinner one night. I ordered General Tso's soy protein "chicken" and it was super good. I think I was expecting it to taste like one of my own horrible tofu creations. We also stopped at an adult store on the way back. I liked that it was very clean. I thought it awkward when my boyfriend and I engaged in a conversation with one of the employees concerning a particular toy.
I might go skiing for the first time in 4 years when/if Erin comes to visit this week.
KNIT IN FRIDAY. Awesome. I haven't been knitting enough lately. I want to start a sweater. But I should probably start Melinda's felted bag. It will be her bridal shower present. Probably Tiffany blue and brown...her wedding colors.
Stupid job fair tomorrow that I should go to. I like that job fairs tend to start around 4pm. I'm fully awake by that hour at least. I do not look forward to these things. Maybe I'll get lucky. Or maybe I'll just get sick again. This will be my third job fair this year, maybe the charm.
Last but not least, I am reading Silent Spring by Rachel Carson. Published in 1960, this is the book that made us all freak out about DDT.
And rightly so. The book is rather disturbing. Last night I read about how officials in Detroit decided to spray Detroit and surrounding areas with a pesticide called aldrin (or maybe dieldrin...both are more poisonous than DDT). Within hours of the spraying all of the birds were dying. And the squirrels were dying. And the cats were convulsing...and then dying. People were going to their doctors complaining about respiratory problems. Etc, etc. Pretty messed up. Reading is fun?
So I'll just end on that terrible note. People ask me why I am so cynical and pessimistic. Go read some non-fiction and you'll know why.