The more things change, the more they stay the same.
it has been quite some time since i last posted. and i didnt even plan on continuing doing so, but my dad likes to be able to check up on me, and i like to make him happy, so here i am.
first things first, im currently connected to the internet on my brand new laptop. pretty kewl, eh?? i certainly think so. its a nice little HP number. nothing horribly fancy -- wireless internet, cd/dvd burner, itunes...the works!! -- but ill not be doing any severe kind of gaming whatsoever, or rowdy internet downloading and so forth. so, huzzah to me...and to granddaddy for making it all possible.
school has started back again, and im none too thrilled about it either. im sticking through to it, but, im just ready to be done. ready to move out, start a life, and so on. id like to go to grad school to be better equipped as a professor, but thats something i can go back into in a year or so after iv started doing my own thing. theres not much marketability for a english major in the modern workforce, but im sure i can do student teaching of some kind here at the u of k. or...maybe somewhere else. im kind of tired of this little area/ campus.
the days i dont have school i work. still at the shop, thank heavens; but iv also started working at the highly overpriced faux-italian restaurant known by the little people of frankfort at serafini, and to the elite, political types as "the bar where the other politicians hang out." thats right, its a bar. weird. i think iv smelled every one of 75 bourbons we have, not to mention various vodkas, rums, liqueurs, wines, and tequilas (one tequila is $65 for a 2oz shot!!!...and yes, iv smelt of it). to sum it all up, ich ben ein server. i throw booze and food around to the slobbering upper crust of frankfort, accepting the pittance (only relatively speaking, since 15% of a $200 check is still $30...huzzah) proffered to me in exchange for my lackluster, apathetic (if genial) serving of sweet wines, and by the book entrees. i have to wear a tie, but i get to wear my new bat-symbol belt buckle, so its an even trade, all told.
umm...i suppose thats about it. between school and work, i had little time to celebrate my 22nd birthday last monday, and so exist in a kind of "sugar-frosted" limbo, where someone will inevitable wish me a belated happy birthday. this should go on for another few days, and then ill be normal chase again. heres to hoping.
i hope this sufficed as an adequate update of current affairs. to the uninitiated, or unaware, know well that i rock, and roll, and make it a point to do so on a regular, daily basis. watch out! for if my perverbial vans a'rockin', feel more than free to come a'knockin'. im way to uncomfortable in my own skin to be doing anything deviant, so im just rockin, and not engaged in any hedonism like the cleverly worded phrase might imply. im probably rockin to Nazareth, or winger. so there. still want to come a'knockin'?\
im officially rambling, so ill wrap it up. school, work, friends, rockin', and im spent. ar' voir!
chase
first things first, im currently connected to the internet on my brand new laptop. pretty kewl, eh?? i certainly think so. its a nice little HP number. nothing horribly fancy -- wireless internet, cd/dvd burner, itunes...the works!! -- but ill not be doing any severe kind of gaming whatsoever, or rowdy internet downloading and so forth. so, huzzah to me...and to granddaddy for making it all possible.
school has started back again, and im none too thrilled about it either. im sticking through to it, but, im just ready to be done. ready to move out, start a life, and so on. id like to go to grad school to be better equipped as a professor, but thats something i can go back into in a year or so after iv started doing my own thing. theres not much marketability for a english major in the modern workforce, but im sure i can do student teaching of some kind here at the u of k. or...maybe somewhere else. im kind of tired of this little area/ campus.
the days i dont have school i work. still at the shop, thank heavens; but iv also started working at the highly overpriced faux-italian restaurant known by the little people of frankfort at serafini, and to the elite, political types as "the bar where the other politicians hang out." thats right, its a bar. weird. i think iv smelled every one of 75 bourbons we have, not to mention various vodkas, rums, liqueurs, wines, and tequilas (one tequila is $65 for a 2oz shot!!!...and yes, iv smelt of it). to sum it all up, ich ben ein server. i throw booze and food around to the slobbering upper crust of frankfort, accepting the pittance (only relatively speaking, since 15% of a $200 check is still $30...huzzah) proffered to me in exchange for my lackluster, apathetic (if genial) serving of sweet wines, and by the book entrees. i have to wear a tie, but i get to wear my new bat-symbol belt buckle, so its an even trade, all told.
umm...i suppose thats about it. between school and work, i had little time to celebrate my 22nd birthday last monday, and so exist in a kind of "sugar-frosted" limbo, where someone will inevitable wish me a belated happy birthday. this should go on for another few days, and then ill be normal chase again. heres to hoping.
i hope this sufficed as an adequate update of current affairs. to the uninitiated, or unaware, know well that i rock, and roll, and make it a point to do so on a regular, daily basis. watch out! for if my perverbial vans a'rockin', feel more than free to come a'knockin'. im way to uncomfortable in my own skin to be doing anything deviant, so im just rockin, and not engaged in any hedonism like the cleverly worded phrase might imply. im probably rockin to Nazareth, or winger. so there. still want to come a'knockin'?\
im officially rambling, so ill wrap it up. school, work, friends, rockin', and im spent. ar' voir!
chase