|an update from the road.
||[Aug. 14th, 2004|05:02 pm]
|||||still really boring||]|
|||||something on videostore's overhead player||]|
I promised an update, but this isn't it. Rather, this is an update, but it's not The Promised Update. That, I'm sure, will eventually come. In the meantime, you'll have to suffice with what I type on break at VideoStore. I'm in the twentieth minute of my forty-five minute break, so this will probably be short. It does take me a while to formulate coherent sentences, y'know.
I haven't been doing anything interesting, which is half of the reason why I haven't updated. The other half, of course, is that I've been working at two jobs. When I told Smiles, my friend at BookStore, that I was going to start a second job, she said, "Oh, jeez. I did that once. You won't have a life."
"I don't have a life now," I said.
"Oh, you'll discover that you did," she said, and as per usual, she was right on the money. It turns out my life was LJ and the gym. Sad, really.
I like both of my jobs tolerably well. BookStore is pretty awesome, if boring as hell. There are occasional trivial crises, most of which involve binders or expense reports and other boring things. Most days, though, I stare out the back window of my workspace and daydream. There's no internet access, or LJ wouldn't have fallen by the wayside at all.
VideoStore is cool as well, though it depends on the people who are assigned to my shift. One of the guys, whom I've nicknamed Curly, seems to like me, but he constantly tells me that either I, or the things that I like, suck. Another guy was glaring at me the other day, but that might have been PMS. Otherwise, everyone's rocking hottie awesome. We spend a lot of time talking about stupid shit and making fun of people. Also eating candy. Pretty much the perfect college student job, really.
I'm still working on grad school applications, though I grow more and more terrified every day. This is old news. Moving on.
I haven't talked to anyone lately, really, except for Marci, so if you've been feeling left out, don't. I miss everyone terribly, of course, but that actually makes me less inclined to call -- I don't want to feel that way, and it's easier to avoid it than to face it and deal with it. This is also old news, of course, but I figured you all needed a reminder.
I've scheduled my driver's test, on September 17th, so hopefully I will soon be the righteous terror I deserve to be. Wahoo. Maybe then I'll be able to say something interesting. Awesome.