It feels like Friday.
Exhausted and in desperate need of coffee, yet still in good spirits. Turned on my computer. Checked my work email. Checked CNN.com. Was then tickled by the following headline: "Don't Miss! Doctors Remove Polyps From Bush's Colon."
The Onion never ceases to impress.
Other than that, things are going well. I actually ended up starting my new job sooner than expected, and even though I just started, I'm rather excited. I also love how there is a campus shuttle that literally stops right across the street in front of my house, and then drops me right in front of MacNider Hall, where I work. And it's free. And it's clean. I will save so much in gas money. The past couple of nights have been rather fun, as well. On Monday night, we received an invitation to go to some fancy schmancy intro party thrown by Stoli. All cocktails were free, as was the food, and we all walked away with some pretty fantastic gifts. It was held at the East End Martini Bar. Tuesday was nice and laid back. Hung out with Jenni. Went to Walmart. Watched Rescue from Gilligan's Island. Can I just say that the new Ginger they used for that was awful? Although the Professor was still gorgeous. Last night, Jenni woke me from my post-work nap, and we went to Caribou Coffee for a few hours. It's a great place to hang out, with a patio and such. I never thought I'd be one of those people who actually hung out at a coffee shop, but it was rather fun. Afterward, we went to Goodfellow's for karaoke, even though we swore we were not going to go, as the quality of fun there had severely diminished. Surprisingly it ended up being a fabulous time, as it seemed like everyone and their mother had shown up. Sang a lot. Met new people. Stayed until closing. Afterward, went to [B]skis for some late night chow and good conversation. Went home, fell asleep soundly. Woke up this morning surprisingly chipper!
My day is pretty packed, seeing as I've sort of been thrown into the fire. Not that I mind. I'm enjoying being challenged at work. Tomorrow is Friday, and there's talk of going to Myrtle for the weekend, but I don't know if I really want to go. I'd like to spend some time at home, making my room a bit more cosy. I desperately need a dresser, and a few other things. Maybe some wall art. A bed frame wouldn't be half-bad either. Also, I saw this amazing set of brown (yes, brown) wine glasses from Wal*Mart that I really would like to get. I'm hoping that with this tremendous salary raise that I'll be moving into my own place next year. I love roommates and whatnot, but I think I'm at the point where when I go home, I want to come back to a home, not a shared common space. So over the next year, I'm going to start collecting odds and ends for my own place. I want to try and actually acquire some things. I have never had a lot of stuff that's mine. When I moved out of Chris', my life fit in my car, and it was surprising how you would have never known another person was living with him, because everything was his. (Not that it was a problem.) My point is that I don't want to be that nomadic no-roots person anymore. Even if that makes moving in future a little more tiresome, as I can't just stuff everything into my car and go, it'll be worth it to feel like I have something that belongs to me.
Now, I work.
The Onion never ceases to impress.
Other than that, things are going well. I actually ended up starting my new job sooner than expected, and even though I just started, I'm rather excited. I also love how there is a campus shuttle that literally stops right across the street in front of my house, and then drops me right in front of MacNider Hall, where I work. And it's free. And it's clean. I will save so much in gas money. The past couple of nights have been rather fun, as well. On Monday night, we received an invitation to go to some fancy schmancy intro party thrown by Stoli. All cocktails were free, as was the food, and we all walked away with some pretty fantastic gifts. It was held at the East End Martini Bar. Tuesday was nice and laid back. Hung out with Jenni. Went to Walmart. Watched Rescue from Gilligan's Island. Can I just say that the new Ginger they used for that was awful? Although the Professor was still gorgeous. Last night, Jenni woke me from my post-work nap, and we went to Caribou Coffee for a few hours. It's a great place to hang out, with a patio and such. I never thought I'd be one of those people who actually hung out at a coffee shop, but it was rather fun. Afterward, we went to Goodfellow's for karaoke, even though we swore we were not going to go, as the quality of fun there had severely diminished. Surprisingly it ended up being a fabulous time, as it seemed like everyone and their mother had shown up. Sang a lot. Met new people. Stayed until closing. Afterward, went to [B]skis for some late night chow and good conversation. Went home, fell asleep soundly. Woke up this morning surprisingly chipper!
My day is pretty packed, seeing as I've sort of been thrown into the fire. Not that I mind. I'm enjoying being challenged at work. Tomorrow is Friday, and there's talk of going to Myrtle for the weekend, but I don't know if I really want to go. I'd like to spend some time at home, making my room a bit more cosy. I desperately need a dresser, and a few other things. Maybe some wall art. A bed frame wouldn't be half-bad either. Also, I saw this amazing set of brown (yes, brown) wine glasses from Wal*Mart that I really would like to get. I'm hoping that with this tremendous salary raise that I'll be moving into my own place next year. I love roommates and whatnot, but I think I'm at the point where when I go home, I want to come back to a home, not a shared common space. So over the next year, I'm going to start collecting odds and ends for my own place. I want to try and actually acquire some things. I have never had a lot of stuff that's mine. When I moved out of Chris', my life fit in my car, and it was surprising how you would have never known another person was living with him, because everything was his. (Not that it was a problem.) My point is that I don't want to be that nomadic no-roots person anymore. Even if that makes moving in future a little more tiresome, as I can't just stuff everything into my car and go, it'll be worth it to feel like I have something that belongs to me.
Now, I work.