so i wish i had a pic of my new hair cut real bad. its pretty short, and pretty awesome!
so i figured id give an update on a day in my life, just in case anyone was wondering, not that anyone is actually reading this.
moving on.
so i work at the YWCA at night... teaching swimming lessons, lifeguarding, and mostly working at the front desk- none of these are my favorite activities but whatev, the people are nice and its not bad to have something to do.
usually after work i have shit ass nothing to do so i drive the 30 min home and sit around pretending to do one art project or another, but mostly helping my father finish off a bottle of wine or something like that. i watch MASH and the stupid shows on cartoon network and often go to sleep shortly after that.
in the morning i get up.. usually around 11 (i work at night remember so i am allowed to sleep late now... well late-er). i tried getting up earlier but it just didnt work out. i think the invention of the snooze button is the downfall of society. i mea honestly, who do you trust to make decisions seconds af i do the morningtime stagger down the stairs... nearly tripping over things ive left there the night before. since it decided to get cold outside there are now boots and coats and scarves laying everywhere. which i think adds a nice spash of color to the foyer... tee hee.
i very nearly drink a pot of coffee by myself (not really but it sounds cool, i try to limit it to 3-4 cups)...
i spend most of my day very nearly doing things... i very nearly clean up my room. then i very nearly read a book... im reading the "idiot girls' action-adventure club" right now and it is probably the funniest book i have ever read. i can only read 3 chapters at a time cause im drowning in my tears of joy by the end of them. its now too cold to fart around outside... at least by my standards. i used to work out a lot, but ive been really slack about that lately. i mean I WORK AT A GYM.... its not as tough its not convient for me to just pop over to work like 30 min early... whatev. its not like im turning flaberific or anything.
i spend a lot of my time very nearly hanging out with friends, very nearly getting into relationships, i do actually frequent caribou coffee houses in the area where i work.
i am now scared to go alone because there is apparently a serial rapist on the loose, and due to a minor law and order addiction (im seeking help... dont worry) i am now too scared to persue my favorite activity. its sad. you would think that i would be under the delillusion (sp?) that i could solve the case, not become a case.
and then i go to work and fart around for a few hours every day.
it will be nice in november, i will actually have some days off, so i might be able to get into some trouble! woo hoo!
shit
im late.
peace