You always remember the first...
Cups of coffee- 2 (Being sensitive to caffeine, this is enough coffee to get me adequately wired for the afternoon.)
Jellybeans- can't bring self to count. (not that I have had a whole lot...they're just so damned tiny!)
Customers in the store- 4
Number of times have thought of bludgeoning customers with blunt antique objects: 1 (Thats ALL? must be a slow day...)
Am sitting in my mothers antique shop listening to the Shins; Its not quite ambiance music, but I am the one who has to be here all day... As this is my first entry I should explain a little about my life right now...makes for less explaining later. I have just recently completed my first year of university. Started in the science program, but found that I am mentally allergic to: protons, stoichiometry, chemistry professors who talk like robotic versions of themselves, rock formations, enzymes, the carbon cycle, precise calculations...etc. So second semester I enrolled in arts. Words do not do justice to my relief. In personal opinion, happiness is a Latin vocab quiz and a fiction writing assignment.
I had an apartment in town this year, and was lucky enough to live 4 houses down from one of my very best friends. Met her in Latin class, realized that we lived on same street, offered to drive her to school in the mornings, and the rest is history. But I have a small nagging voice in my head telling me she may be planning to hijack my car...but who wouldn't want to? An insanely cute Smart Car like Marjorie is bound to be the object of many a persons desires. Parents bought a Smart Car for the store, and I wound up commandeering it; named her Marjorie after Marjorie Morningstar, one of my fave books. Love the car more than I should...but in what other car is there ALWAYS a space on campus for? -What? You say that theres no more parking, anywhere? I disagree! HA HA! ...Victory belongs to those in compact cars.
I ended up spending half of my time off campus at Ellens' house down the street, so have decided to move into new condo with her next fall when her parents move to Vancouver. I expect many late nights of baking and Stargate watching are in the near future...
Grew up on a cattle ranch on the prairies, and as such all three older brothers still live there. This is why Ellen and I have decided to go out and work for the summer while staying with them. We leave in four days time, so packing is in order. Can't wait to see friends, brothers, and show Ellen around. Expect many of future journals to be oriented on the West coast. I have been told by Ellen that I should write a modern version of Little House on the Prairie, as many of my stories involve cows, electric fences, trucks, horses etc. Can't see self as Laura Ingalls-esque character, though...If one was written, it would undoubtedly resemble a David Sedaris book. My life is too ironic and pathetic not to be an autobiographical self-deprecating comedy.
Am going to have another cup of coffee and peruse the internet. Apparently I am tremendously humorous on caffeine. Can't see it, but can hear it in speedy and incessant run on sentences after coffee consumption.
Jellybeans- can't bring self to count. (not that I have had a whole lot...they're just so damned tiny!)
Customers in the store- 4
Number of times have thought of bludgeoning customers with blunt antique objects: 1 (Thats ALL? must be a slow day...)
Am sitting in my mothers antique shop listening to the Shins; Its not quite ambiance music, but I am the one who has to be here all day... As this is my first entry I should explain a little about my life right now...makes for less explaining later. I have just recently completed my first year of university. Started in the science program, but found that I am mentally allergic to: protons, stoichiometry, chemistry professors who talk like robotic versions of themselves, rock formations, enzymes, the carbon cycle, precise calculations...etc. So second semester I enrolled in arts. Words do not do justice to my relief. In personal opinion, happiness is a Latin vocab quiz and a fiction writing assignment.
I had an apartment in town this year, and was lucky enough to live 4 houses down from one of my very best friends. Met her in Latin class, realized that we lived on same street, offered to drive her to school in the mornings, and the rest is history. But I have a small nagging voice in my head telling me she may be planning to hijack my car...but who wouldn't want to? An insanely cute Smart Car like Marjorie is bound to be the object of many a persons desires. Parents bought a Smart Car for the store, and I wound up commandeering it; named her Marjorie after Marjorie Morningstar, one of my fave books. Love the car more than I should...but in what other car is there ALWAYS a space on campus for? -What? You say that theres no more parking, anywhere? I disagree! HA HA! ...Victory belongs to those in compact cars.
I ended up spending half of my time off campus at Ellens' house down the street, so have decided to move into new condo with her next fall when her parents move to Vancouver. I expect many late nights of baking and Stargate watching are in the near future...
Grew up on a cattle ranch on the prairies, and as such all three older brothers still live there. This is why Ellen and I have decided to go out and work for the summer while staying with them. We leave in four days time, so packing is in order. Can't wait to see friends, brothers, and show Ellen around. Expect many of future journals to be oriented on the West coast. I have been told by Ellen that I should write a modern version of Little House on the Prairie, as many of my stories involve cows, electric fences, trucks, horses etc. Can't see self as Laura Ingalls-esque character, though...If one was written, it would undoubtedly resemble a David Sedaris book. My life is too ironic and pathetic not to be an autobiographical self-deprecating comedy.
Am going to have another cup of coffee and peruse the internet. Apparently I am tremendously humorous on caffeine. Can't see it, but can hear it in speedy and incessant run on sentences after coffee consumption.