Oh happy day.
So, I managed to leave my apartment, on my own, before dark. This might just be a first. I've been really trapping myself in my apartment for the last couple of months. Usually the cold doesn't deter me, I have capilene long johns and a good winter coat not to mention my Sorel boots. But here it just seems so hard to go anywhere. Today, however, is a beautiful day and I'm really glad I'm taking some advantage of it. It feels good to walk. Freeing. Though I do enjoy being able to drive places now. Yet I have a bunch of errands to run that I wanted to do today but since I don't have to be at Denny's until Saturday I guess I've lost my time-crunch-momentum. As my mom has always told me, Things take up as much time as you have. Sometimes it depresses me how true that seems to be for me. But whatever.
I've signed up for information on a Mt Rainier clean up (apparently they've had massive flooding). The SCA says they'll be looking for volunteers this spring and summer.
I've also emailed the local, organic farm to see if they can use me this month. It'd be nice to get up there on my days off from Denny's. I should also send an email to the theater guy to remind him of my existence. He said he might need an independent contractor at the end of February into March. But then again, it's Feb 12 and maybe I should wait until next week. OR maybe I should email him both times and just bombard him with my presence. I think that sounds like my best bet. Cuz getting paid rocks. And getting paid for things you'd kind of like to do anyway rocks even harder.
There are two cute guys in here and a super butch dyke was working but she just left.
Carl said something really sweet this afternoon, so I thought I'd share. He told me I'm his Christmas because he was lying down for a nap while I was leaving to come here and he told me to hurry up and leave so I could come back. Like the sooner you go to bed, the sooner Christmas morning comes. So I'm his Christmas. Just thought I'd share that bit of sweetness (since I bitch about him more than praise him here), even though I am no doubt going to be teased for it. Whatever, I can handle it. Bring it on!
I love avacados. Mmmmmm.
I've signed up for information on a Mt Rainier clean up (apparently they've had massive flooding). The SCA says they'll be looking for volunteers this spring and summer.
I've also emailed the local, organic farm to see if they can use me this month. It'd be nice to get up there on my days off from Denny's. I should also send an email to the theater guy to remind him of my existence. He said he might need an independent contractor at the end of February into March. But then again, it's Feb 12 and maybe I should wait until next week. OR maybe I should email him both times and just bombard him with my presence. I think that sounds like my best bet. Cuz getting paid rocks. And getting paid for things you'd kind of like to do anyway rocks even harder.
There are two cute guys in here and a super butch dyke was working but she just left.
Carl said something really sweet this afternoon, so I thought I'd share. He told me I'm his Christmas because he was lying down for a nap while I was leaving to come here and he told me to hurry up and leave so I could come back. Like the sooner you go to bed, the sooner Christmas morning comes. So I'm his Christmas. Just thought I'd share that bit of sweetness (since I bitch about him more than praise him here), even though I am no doubt going to be teased for it. Whatever, I can handle it. Bring it on!
I love avacados. Mmmmmm.