March 20, 2007

loans, court dates and new cars oh my

i wandered over to guster's website today (i've been doing a lot of this kind of wandering today because i have no car to go run errands such as the groccery and the post office or start my new tutoring job) and found a new road journal entry. i'm posting the link here in hopes that you'll read it. one because it's guster and even better brian writes and is highly amusing. two because there's mention of the ncaa tournament. three because there is mention of passover. four because there are silly drawings of the band and crew members. you have to click on the link to the left that says "road journal". check it out.
in other news i've discovered the downside of being a grown up. i said i wanted responsibility and i still do but it doesn't feel as good and liberating as i had hoped.
in other other news i'm going home this weekend. i'm thrilled and cannot wait to see my family and hopefully get down to bloomington.
my quote of the day, "there are two kinds of animals in this world, dogs and cats. kind of like there are two kinds of people, indie and new age." {casey, the morning times manager}

March 17, 2007

the (potential) death of franny

i've killed franny. on my way to work yesterday i rear ended a car. i'm not entirely sure it was my fault as he was stopped in the middle of the road, no hazard lights on or anything. though mostly my fault. by the time the whole ordeal was over i was 2 hours late for work, sopping wet and shivering, and had recieved a ticket and a mandatory court date, which conviniently falls right in the middle of our chicago excursion. you can view the damages to the left. the radiator is also apparently smashed back. i'm fucked. either i clean out my savings account to fix the damages or i clean out my savings account to buy a new car. oh well, minor setback.

March 12, 2007

today is monday and it sucks

i was literally about to curl up in bed and take a nap and on cue someone started cutting the grass outside my window. now, thanks to the loud motor noises, i will surely not be able to sleep. and right now all i want is to disappear into a nap for a bit. i was hoping for a refreshing weekend and it started off just that way. i think i came out the other end just as baffled and unsure as i went in. i had my first week of personal training sessions (yes the gym is sucking money out of me like it's their job. at least i'll be hot. um i mean in shape...) scheduled for 4:30 this week thinking that i was done with louisburg tutoring. i came home from work this afternoon, sat down on my bed and my phone rang. of course it's never the phone call that i want, but the very opposite. etta holmes calling to ask if i can just tutor for this one last week because she's having trouble filling my spot. and beause i'm a sucker and a pushover i say yes. so, now i have to call rodney the personal trainer and ask him if i can reschedule. and we all know how much i hate making phone calls to people i don't really know. i'm putting it off. i need to plan out exactly what i am going to say, especially if i have to leave a voicemail. i've been planning out lots of conversations in my head. the other most important one i am trying to work up the courage to have. i'm just not sure it's necessary anymore and if it is still then is it a good idea at all? i don't want my happiness to depend on someone else and i do want to find the courage to tell that someone else how i feel.

March 7, 2007

job numero dos

the neighbor cats are fighting loudly below my window. not the first serenade i've gotten since i've been down here but sadly the most recent one. i'd rather it be "you've lost that loving feeling".
i've recently felt like i'm living two days in one. the first consists of the coffee shop and i have no complaints. the second has me driving an hour there and an hour back for only two hours of actual work. this is my tutoring job and it's a pain in my ass that will soon be gone. i spent lots of time discussing the pros and cons of this second job (mostly with myself on my drives to and from said job). i enjoy some of the kids. i liked tutoring reading. i dislike a lot of the kids. they're disrespectful, calling me "ma'am" in a sarcastic tone, they don't try and disrupt the class. the drive is a monumental Pain In The Ass and gas prices are going up. i just don't feel that it's worth my time. and i'm generally cranky whenever i think of going. so i'm done. i really hate quitting but i think my sanity and happiness are at stake.
in other news i'm afraid i'm being used. or that all parties involved are confused and unsure. ugh i'm too exhausted to be thinking about this crap (again...). it's 10:30 and time for bed.

March 5, 2007

post the first

i have decided to leave my not so emo but emo by default livejournal past behind and get a grown up blog. that doesn't make sense i realize but deal with it. besides i like fresh starts and since i've moved i've been all about fresh starts.
i'm opening at the coffeeshop every day this week but tomorrow. this requires me to set me alarm (or rather alarms because i started turning off just the one in my sleep) for 5am and 5:25am in order for me to drag myself out of bed, brush my teeth and get dressed in a half asleep fashion. all just to park my car 5 blocks from the store and walk through the sketchy part of downtown before the sun comes up. i'd honestly rather work in the mornings though because then i have my whole day in front of me when i get off at noon. or i have small and sometimes sticky children to teach maths to, except that i have no idea how to teach maths. but that's a whole other story. plus i do thoroughly enjoy seeing the same customers every morning and guessing in my head what they want. last week a man came in who orders a latte every day. only he looks a lot like a man who orders a "grande caramel latte, extra hot" so when he said "i want my regular, can you guess what that is?" i said, "uummm, large coffee?" so now i keep my guesses to myself.
i do have two trips to look forward to coming up: going home at the end of march and going to chicago with bette for our "spring break" to visit marnie and meredith.
and now i'm going to help bette write a paper!!!! this, sadly enough, makes my night. my secret's out, i love writing papers.