and i'm back. geez, it's freezing in here. i'm in my dorm room. the windows don't close all the way for some strange reason, and they haven't turned on the heat yet. so i'm a bit frosty right now. i know there's no point in calling housing to fix the windows because by the time they do, the heat will be turned on and we'll be keeping the windows open anyway. another reason to love rutgers: they raised housing and tuition this semester. one of the reasons for raising housing costs: increased fuel prices. well, let's think about this one here. i would not be surprised if they had the thermostats cranked to about 90 degrees. the only way to keep from roasting your ass off is to keep the windows open. i mean, it could be 30 degrees and snowing outside and you gotta keep your window at least cracked. i never use my comforter in the winter because it's so warm. it's crazy. but now i'm freezing, which sucks because that means i'm gonna be cold when i get to band today instead of half way through it. dammit. i love that word. it's so convienient. and i've sooo forgotten how to spell stuff. so what's on the agenda for this weekend? well, i'll be chillin with people tonight, and then there's another fun filled football game tomorrow. at least we're not guaranteed to get our asses creamed this weekend. geez, our first two matchups were Miami and Virginia Tech. Not only did we get spanked, we got shut out in our home opener. Ouch. seriously. well, i'm out again, dearies. take care of yourselves and each other....and love yourself. cause if you don't love yourself, how the hell are you gonna love someone else? (bonus points to those who can name the 2 talk shows those quotes are from) bye babes!
So. Over. It.
That's where I'm at today with work and this job. I'm over it. Can you believe that they're playing "Pin the Tail on the Donkey" in the break room right now? It's part of the Cinco de Mayo "fiesta" they're having. Maybe I'll go grab a virgin margarita, take it out back and spike it. That will make getting through today easier. Why are weekends so short? We're 1/3 done with the run of Shoestring and I haven't cried yet. I'll probably lose it at the cast party. Man, I hate it when they do events at work with free food. People always encourage you to eat. I never want to. Cheesy office events drvive me nuts. They feel so forced. We had a Superbowl "party" and a March Madness "shootout." I quote these simply to highlight the ultimate cheese factor and fakenosity of it all. It's Friday. I'll make up words if I want to, dammit. Oh well, the new job search continues. I think I'll take lunch early. ROTF...
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