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Last night Lucas and I went to see "Silent Hill" at the Regal Cinema on Broadway. Holy crap - movies are NOT cheap in Portland. It ended up being $30 for two adult tickets, popcorn, and a large drink. That's fucking RIDICULOUS, yet we still shelled it out. Now I really don't feel bad for all of the free movies that we've gotten.
The movie was good, an exactly what a horror movie should be... there was an actual story behind it and the scare factor was not based on unpleasant images quickly flashing across the screen with a loud noise to make you jump.
We've made Wednesday nights our date night since it is the only day that the both of us do not work. It's driving me mad... I can't stand only having one day with my honey. It wish we could both work four ten hour days and then have two together and one of our own. That would be the ideal schedule. Actually, the ideal schedule would involve me working three days and making enough money in those three days to pay rent and bills, and still have a bit of cash to play around with. Yeah..... that would be awesome. Too bad that's fantasy land.
After the movie, we ended up going to the Wunderland Arcade on Belmont with some friends of ours. I forgot how much fun arcades can be, and Wunderland is really affordable - $2.50 to get in with most of the games costing about twenty cents to play. Not bad!
I'm tired of my job. I want a solid serving job that pays the bills and lets me do just that: serve. I'm tired of cashiering while still serving, but not reaping the benefits of a real serving job... tips. It's ridiculous. They order at the counter and I bring out the food, and I am so used to full-service restaurants that I still come by and check on the tables, offering refills and whatever else they might need. I could be lazy, but I don't want to get out of the habit of behaving like an actual server because this is NOT permanent by any means. So, I will just have to bite the bullet and suffer through it, splitting what little tips I recieve THREE FUCKING WAYS and only having enough for bus fare and a beer by the end of my shift. AWESOME.
I'm over it. I'm ready to start having fun in this city that I've risked everything to live in. I know things will be better when Ashley is here and that we can actually do things that don't require much money - a case of PBR, art supplies, good music, and the apartment to ourselves goes a long way for her and I. So would an all day bus pass and a flask of whiskey. I'm sure there are some things that we can do without alcohol, as well.
The movie was good, an exactly what a horror movie should be... there was an actual story behind it and the scare factor was not based on unpleasant images quickly flashing across the screen with a loud noise to make you jump.
We've made Wednesday nights our date night since it is the only day that the both of us do not work. It's driving me mad... I can't stand only having one day with my honey. It wish we could both work four ten hour days and then have two together and one of our own. That would be the ideal schedule. Actually, the ideal schedule would involve me working three days and making enough money in those three days to pay rent and bills, and still have a bit of cash to play around with. Yeah..... that would be awesome. Too bad that's fantasy land.
After the movie, we ended up going to the Wunderland Arcade on Belmont with some friends of ours. I forgot how much fun arcades can be, and Wunderland is really affordable - $2.50 to get in with most of the games costing about twenty cents to play. Not bad!
I'm tired of my job. I want a solid serving job that pays the bills and lets me do just that: serve. I'm tired of cashiering while still serving, but not reaping the benefits of a real serving job... tips. It's ridiculous. They order at the counter and I bring out the food, and I am so used to full-service restaurants that I still come by and check on the tables, offering refills and whatever else they might need. I could be lazy, but I don't want to get out of the habit of behaving like an actual server because this is NOT permanent by any means. So, I will just have to bite the bullet and suffer through it, splitting what little tips I recieve THREE FUCKING WAYS and only having enough for bus fare and a beer by the end of my shift. AWESOME.
I'm over it. I'm ready to start having fun in this city that I've risked everything to live in. I know things will be better when Ashley is here and that we can actually do things that don't require much money - a case of PBR, art supplies, good music, and the apartment to ourselves goes a long way for her and I. So would an all day bus pass and a flask of whiskey. I'm sure there are some things that we can do without alcohol, as well.