lazy day off =)
I have been writing… every day. But, reading back through them reminds me of my mental chaos and the things I shouldn’t share with people. Some of the entries are on scrap-paper in my nightstand, some are posted on LiveJournal on “My Eyes Only”. I have been in a poor mood for days but today seems a little better. This is my 201st Livejournal entry.
It’s 4:45 on a Sunday. I’m still in my pajamas. I don’t have work until tomorrow afternoon, and I have no pressing plans except working on my undergrad transfer applications. Surfing Livejournal, I found the GreatPoets community. I’ve never been very exuberant about poetry because I don’t like not understanding what the poet had in mind when he/she wrote the poem. I don’t like having to come up with possible messages. But the GreatPoets page is beautiful. Its people searching for inspiration and comfort in masterfully written verses, and I feel at home reading over the poems and accompanying comments. One girl requested a poem about birds or feathers. She received 53 replies and suggestions. One of them was a poem written in Irish followed by its translation. It makes me want to peel all of my Irish fairy tale and proverb books off of my shelves and pour myself into them for the next few hrs.
My shift at work went well yesterday outside of the fact that I showed up 45 minutes late because I overslept by 1 hr and 24 minutes. I got to work with Kim and spend a lot of time in the PetsHotel covering people’s lunches and breaks. The brief six hr shift went by quickly enough, and working with people I get along with helped the time pass. There’s a boy that works in the PetsHotel whose name is Corey. He’s really fucking strange and I dig it lol. It’s nice to have someone around who isn’t afraid of themselves. That’s what I love about Courtney! She is unique :-P When I was in the hotel for Angela’s lunchbreak, Corey was in the kitchen looking at the camp schedule. We talked for a few minutes and I couldn’t tell you what it was about but I can tell you that little 19 yr old made me laugh. He knows too much about sexual deviants, psychology, and the renaissance for me not to find him interesting. Just for clarification (because I know all yall think that I am boy crazy): I do not have a crush on little Corey! Lol I just think he’s interesting. I’d like to pick his brain. One of the first things he ever said to me was “my teeth feel especially pointy today” and he touched his canines in Daycamp while petting a schnauzer. Wtf, right? :-) I sent him to small camp to relieve Chris so he could go home and I printed the PM feeding labels. The hotel was quiet because everyone was either on lunch or in one of the two full daycamps. As I started preparing feedings, I heard something in the doorway behind me. I turned around to find a giant-ass harlequin Great Dane standing in the doorway looking at me with his blue eyes and his pink nose as if he was wondering what I was doing there. He had no tags or hotel ID band and I had no idea what his name was or where he’d come from. I corralled him in the kitchen and got a lead around him. His head came up past my belly button! I found one of the suite doors wide open at the end of the hall and found his name was Zuke. I put Zuke back in his room and found bite marks all on the lock. Zuke can open the door to the suite without even jumping up. I’ve dealt with smaller mini horses! I went back to feedings and before long I turned around to find Zuke trotting around the hotel and past the lobby windows. I tried taping his door but he got out four more times in the next 20 minutes. The last time I heard the latch snap on his room and ran to the hallway. I stood there at the end of it and he just poked out his head and wagged his tail as if he knew he wasn’t supposed to be out. Lol He’s really cute but I don’t know how to contain him! Glad it’s not my problem!! After work, Kim and I went to Souper Salad and it was delish! She’s just happy to be eating solid foods again after her tonsil surgery.
I feel like James really leveled with me two nights ago when we were on the phone for a long-ass time (4.5 hrs over two phonecalls). He said he didn’t think he’s ever been on the phone with someone for that long. That made me laugh because I’ve had over 16 hr phonecalls with boys before. But, James is not a Chatty Cathy so I guess that makes sense. In any case, it was the best convo we’ve had in a long time and he tried to level with me.
Cherry and Roy cancelled IHOP with me again last night which was lame cause today’s my last day off for a while, but it’s nice that they get to spend so much time together before he leaves. Besides, its not like the manager will give us a free meal twice in a row unless I show some skin :-P (jk jk- I’m a nice girl). I’m just thankful that this foul mood I’ve been sitting on for days is finally moving on.
I Skype chatted w Stanzie last night. I can’t tell you how jealous I am of the wiccan apothecary in the front part of her apartment building. I look forward to visiting her when she has a break from school. And I would love to live in an apartment that smelled like incense and was filled with chanting on a full moon… bomb. She’s going to visit Canada soon and I’m excited for her mostly.
It’s time to get moving. Polish sausage hot dogs for breakfast. Time to get into a black skirt, black sandals, a pink toe ring, and that new purple top that mom bought me yesterday.