Times like these and times like those
Today is one of those coolish, wet Autumn days that invariably A) make me pensive and thoughtful and moody and B) make me think of either Athens, Ohio, or England. As I can't really visit Athens anymore---no one there to visit---and England is out of the question, I suppose I'll have to content myself with just wandering around Columbus.
I'm...going to stay here this weekend, I think, and try to just get homework and cleaning and grocery shopping done---but I can't find my debit card. No, shut up. I know, right? But I know it's in my room, somewhere, because I stuck both debit card and driver's license into the butt pocket of one of my pants on...Wednesday, I think it was, and when I came back I distinctly remember taking them out and setting them on the counter. Only, they're not there anymore. *unamused* Clearly, this means that they're somewhere in my room and I just have yet to find them (I did check the pockets of the pants, and I did check my online banking to make sure I wasn't hallucinating and someone hadn't actually stolen them). So. Bah. The thing is, I really need groceries. Like, in a bad way. And I can't just use my checkbook, because as far as I know all the groceries stores around here need your driver's license and----see above. I'm going to spend this afternoon cleaning (and wondering when the fuck SBC is going to come, coz this is getting kind of old) and if for some reason I still can't find it, I'm driving home, and having my mom take me shopping, and then I'll write *her* a check. (Yes, I realize driving w/o my license is not smart. Neither is being unable to eat because you have no food and no means of getting any. Cha.)
Work is terribly entertaining. I swear to you, in all seriousness, that at LEAST half, if not MOST, of the servers/busboys there are gay. And not just gay? But RUFUS-gay. O_O At least in the way they act, seeing as we're all running around in the same uniforms. And holy lord, is Spaghetti Warehouse ever HUGE. We have about four or five different dining rooms, three floors, and we can seat up to 750 people at a time. O_O I love it. It's absolute madness, and I feel right at home. (*Can hear the laughter from here*)
Anyway, I'm going to go try to make a meal out of what I DO have, and then commence with the cleaning, coz dammit, this is really lame.
I'm...going to stay here this weekend, I think, and try to just get homework and cleaning and grocery shopping done---but I can't find my debit card. No, shut up. I know, right? But I know it's in my room, somewhere, because I stuck both debit card and driver's license into the butt pocket of one of my pants on...Wednesday, I think it was, and when I came back I distinctly remember taking them out and setting them on the counter. Only, they're not there anymore. *unamused* Clearly, this means that they're somewhere in my room and I just have yet to find them (I did check the pockets of the pants, and I did check my online banking to make sure I wasn't hallucinating and someone hadn't actually stolen them). So. Bah. The thing is, I really need groceries. Like, in a bad way. And I can't just use my checkbook, because as far as I know all the groceries stores around here need your driver's license and----see above. I'm going to spend this afternoon cleaning (and wondering when the fuck SBC is going to come, coz this is getting kind of old) and if for some reason I still can't find it, I'm driving home, and having my mom take me shopping, and then I'll write *her* a check. (Yes, I realize driving w/o my license is not smart. Neither is being unable to eat because you have no food and no means of getting any. Cha.)
Work is terribly entertaining. I swear to you, in all seriousness, that at LEAST half, if not MOST, of the servers/busboys there are gay. And not just gay? But RUFUS-gay. O_O At least in the way they act, seeing as we're all running around in the same uniforms. And holy lord, is Spaghetti Warehouse ever HUGE. We have about four or five different dining rooms, three floors, and we can seat up to 750 people at a time. O_O I love it. It's absolute madness, and I feel right at home. (*Can hear the laughter from here*)
Anyway, I'm going to go try to make a meal out of what I DO have, and then commence with the cleaning, coz dammit, this is really lame.