i know speaking comes easy to you, but i choke

Time:

5:09 am.

So I went to bed at 8 last night, and proceeded to wake up at 2 during a thunderstorm. And then proceeded to not fall asleep until it was almost time to wake up, at which point I said to myself, What good is 15 minutes of sleep going to do? So I'm running a little early and I'll probably be running a little low on steam by the middle of the day. I remember one time I couldn't sleep AT ALL in Kansas City I went to work at 4 am. I was probably more productive that morning than I ever was in a whole day, and they let me go home at noon. The problem with being a salaried employee is that that option is moot. If I work fewer than 45 hours a week clearly I'm not turning things around as quickly as I should be.

I'm already tired. This really is going to be a long day. I guess I'll get ready as quickly as possible while I can still produce and then I won't feel guilty when I have my head on my desk by 3:00. But first I will brew a pot of coffee and feed Beatrice.

<3

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Time:

12:33 pm.

In a quest to spend no money this month, I'm doing nothing today. Fortunately I already pay for satellite TV so I can take advantage of that, but right now we're watching Undercover Brother and I'm not super interested. But it's a disgusting-looking day outside so I'm okay with staying in and drinking coffee in my pajamas.

I've been here for a month and a half and I'm still not all unpacked and organized. There are probably about 8 Uhaul boxes left in the garage and an untold number of boxes that need to be bundled and thrown out. I'm willing to bet bundling is one of the number one reason people don't recycle. I think in order to start nation-wide recycling it should be the easiest thing one does during the day, like washing one's face. Instead it is something one will put off for a very, very long time. I have found that the garbage people will take the boxes if they are broken down inside a larger box. Hopefully it does actually make it to the recycling center, but to my previous point, I don't really care as long as it isn't in my garage or my living room. I also seem to be buying a lot of new things, which doesn't help my accumulation of corrugated shippers. Or my checking account. So that is why I'm not spending money this month: to prevent pile up of boxes and to maintain a balance in my checking account. I have to have at least $200 for my trip to Chincoteague at the end of the month. Zach and I are going camping over Memorial Day weekend. Shoot, that reminds me I'd better mail our reservation form and deposit or there will be no campsites to be had. I did buy a lottery ticket last night. Maybe that tactic will prove successful. Even though the guy at the gas station told me I wouldn't win and then got mad at me for paying with a twenty. I'll show him!

I really have been buying a lot of stuff lately. I've started to really enjoy the rush of making large purchases. Now that my apartment is pretty much furnished I can't stop. I bought a Spinner bike, a filing cabinet, patio furniture (before I learned there's a bee's nest somewhere in the wall of my apartment that involves entering through the window frame), and all kinds of camping stuff, which also came in boxes. Seriously, I need to chill out and enjoy what I've already paid for. Like I am today. I probably should have skipped the Spin bike and gotten a TV stand thing, end tables, and bar stools, but I have no self control.

I think Zach and I are going to build my chest of drawers today. Then I'll have two more empty boxes. Buh. Anyway, that'll maybe give me the motivation I need to finish organizing my life since I'll have all the places I'm going to have to put things.

I think Beatrice might be sick. Her bowel movements seem normal, aside from the fact that she continually deposits them on the bathroom rugs instead of the TWO litter boxes in the bathroom. My first strategy was the buy her a secondary litter box with a different type of litter to see if she liked it better. But she doesn't, apparently. I have a few more variables I could try (new litter + old littler in the new box and different combos) but I may just take her to the doctor. I really hate taking her there because they usually say there's nothing wrong. Maybe she hates it here. Maybe I should relocate the litter box(es). I don't know.

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Subject:	Not doing work.
Time:	11:19 am.
Mood:	hopeful.

For some reason I felt inclined to update. I think in my last entry I mentioned I wasn't as into New York as I used to be. Well, I moved out. I live in PA now, kind of close to but a world away from Philly. I still like New York. In fact I really miss it a lot. But NYC wasn't best for my finances and energy levels. Now when I get home from work I actually have the energy to do something with my evenings. I couldn't imagine that in New York because just being there is so draining.

I've left the personal care/cosmetics industry and am now working in pharmaceuticals. It is SO different. I don't know whether I like it not. Been here for about 6 weeks now and I have so much to learn. Everything I want to do is 16 protocols to write and 3 procedures to follow. So I'm hoping I can learn their way of doing things and then change them, somehow. At least the less set-in-stone processes. Like ones that are based on "Well this is just how we've always done it".

My social life hasn't really picked up here, although I've met a few people at the bar at which I seem to have become a regular. I certainly haven't made any life-long friends but I did find a couple bar buddies. I don't know how one meets female friends to do things with. I guess I've got to find an interest, pursue it, hopefully meet someone there and take it from there.

Kind of related to my last thought, I'm thinking about volunteering at the hospital pharmacy. I'm interested in pharmacy and not so much in packaging anymore, and getting a job as a pharm tech seems nearly impossible, so the next best thing is probably volunteering, plus I can fill that do-things-for-other-people void. I like how volunteering can always be construed as being self-serving. But really, it usually is. There's no volunteer that doesn't get something out of it, right? But anyway, if I end up being interested in pharmacy I may go back to school, although that is not a good idea at all. I can't be in school forever, can I? Although that would be fantastic. I would love love love to be a professional student. Flexible schedule, just learning things. But there's no money in that, for sure!

I may begin to update this livejournal. I need to push all of my high school posts even further down on the history. I can't believe how ugly I used to be. Gah. I like to think I turned out okay but possibly not. Shoot, I don't even know if I've "turned out" yet.

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Subject:	Rudolph, he didn't go for that; he said I see through your silly games
Time:	3:36 pm.
Mood:	accomplished.

I'm finally a college graduate as of November 16. Then I went to NYC for an interview the following Tuesday and got a job. Now I'm in the city, having started December 3rd as a packaging engineer for a health & beauty company. I really haven't gotten in too deep yet so I have a little down time, and for some reason my friends page wasn't working, so I decided to type my own update. My friends page isn't active enough these days to keep me entertained anyway.

The biggest deal about all of this is that I ended up exactly where I wanted, doing exactly what I wanted for exactly the type of company I wanted. After this happened I noticed a really fantastic trend regarding the relationship between what I truly want and what I get. Every time I really set out to achieve something, I do. Granted, I have been very lucky and had very good timing, but I'm willing to bet it happens this way for others, too. So there's your life lesson, kids, brought to you by Amanda.

The apartment hunt was not as lucky. I mean, after some work it was, but that was way more work than getting this job was. I'm living in really, really nice corporate housing in Chelsea right now, but I only have that until December 30th, at which point I will move to the studio I found in Brooklyn. For $1400/month. I never thought I'd be paying this much for such a tiny living space, but here I am, paying that much for a tiny living space.

In other news, I get to go home for Christmas! And my boyfriend is coming! I didn't think I was going to be able to go and had pretty much resigned myself to that idea, but fortunately my boss is amazing. Maybe I'll see some of yas there, if anyone reads this any more. If not, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year :)

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Subject:	I've been a long time gone now; maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down.
Time:	10:14 pm.

For some reason I was just overcome with the urge to update my livejournal. Tomorrow starts Week 10 (last week) of the quarter, which means this is probably my last minute of non-guilty freedom for the next two weeks, but I thought I'd check in.

I finally got a job that may actually end up paying the bills. I'm working at a bar on Tuesdays and Fridays (for now), bartending on Tuesdays and waitressing on Fridays but fixing my own drinks to take to people on the floor. So far it's been excellent money. Speaking of excellent money, I had to file as an independent because of my income last year which has also been profitable for me. However I cannot file as an independent on the FAFSA. Just letting you guys know that the government sucks and I'll be wealthy until this summer when I have a new financial aid package.

I'm going to Virginia next weekend to go to Jonathan and Alison's wedding since it happens to coincide with my spring break (just to justify attending their wedding and not my father's). I'm sure that's the way they planned it, because what's a wedding without Amanda? A recipe for disaster, obviously. After that I'm going to Montreal since I've never been there and I'd like t see the place. It's the next best thing from a trip to Europe, right? And I can get there in 5 hours and a tank of gas. It will be a big driving week for me, though.

I'm probably the most boring person you and I know since I'm already out of things to talk about. Blogs are for people that either update consistently or have interesting lives.

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Subject:	Lots of words, no substance
Time:	2:23 pm.
Mood:	bored.

I'm in Covington now and am officially done with Kansas City. I think I've done a better job putting Kansas City into perspective since I've been gone. Honestly, Kansas City isn't that bad. There's lots of entertainment and a fair amount of culture. And I'll tell you that their sushi beats the pants off of any place in Rochester, oddly enough. I'd like to pick up the whole city and move it a little closer to other places, however, and probably closer to the ocean. I know I'm not that into the ocean, but it's comforting to know it's within a few hundred miles and I can go visit it almost on a whim. But the work experience was fantastic and will hopefully aid me in acquiring a totally unrelated position. Okay, not totally, but definitely not pharmaceutical. I'm thinking cosmetics packaging. In New York City, of course. But I still have a year and change of school left to decide all that.

I'm sorry to announce that Covington is still boring. There haven't been a ton of people in town the past two days and it's been close to miserable. Brad took me on my first trip (that I remember) to Roaring Run yesterday, so that was pretty awesome. I think nature and I might have made up a little since the tick incident. The tick incident is when I found 7-8 deer ticks on me and had no idea what they were. The ticks were closely followed by chiggers. All of this was either from a very brief walk in the woods or eating lunch against a tree. I think it was the tree based on the timing, but who knows. Anyway, this is to document that in case I ever come down with some disease that's tough to diagnose, because it'll probably be Lyme disease. Anyway, it was good to appreciate nature again, since I had pretty much given up on it and had committed to concrete and steel for eternity.

I'm moving back to Rochester Sunday. I found a relatively affordable studio in a downtown apartment building. It costs basically the same as the place I lived last year with a roommate, so I figured I might as well be without a roommate when I can. Well that and it's not so easy to find a roommate when most of my friends have graduated and it's a weird time in the school year. Either way, it'll be fun I think. Except for the whole...going to school thing after being off for over 8 months. Although classes don't start until December 4th, I'm going back next week to find a job hopefully and get my apartment all set up. I think I'm going to make it look ok since I have a little extra cash at this point. I know, I know, not the best way to spend my money but my brother's house inspired me. Of course I might just buy a futon and coffee table and consider my money spent. Next week isn't going to be fun at all except hopefully Tom's going to meet me in Rochester and help me out :) He's a pretty swell guy. But it's going to be a lot of putting IKEA furniture together for the third time or so, blah. I hope it gets through it okay.

Mom and I are going Black Friday shopping again this year. It's so much fun even though I hate shopping and I hate crowds. It's tough to explain. It might just be hanging out with my mom and parking across the four-lane road and walking to Target in the cold. We're going to see Happy Feet while we're there and that's really what's key to making the Roanoke trip worthwhile. Anyway, I'll shut up now. I can't imagine anyone actually reading through to the end.

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Subject:	randomness
Time:	11:17 am.
Mood:	sleepy.

. i rediscovered aim yesterday
. my sunburn itches
. what i'm doing at work is mentally taxing so i don't want to do it
. i wish i could've stayed asleep today
. i saw the devil wears prada yesterday and enjoyed it as much as the book despite all the differences
. running with scissors by augusten burroughs is going to be a movie in the fall
. i'm making a ridiculous effort to use all lower-case letters even though i know it's obnoxious
. chincoteague was fun
. i wasn't home for long but it was enjoyable
. i want it to be lunch time now
. i need money for school next year
. beatrice has no claws

c'est tout.

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Time:	4:17 pm.
Mood:	gloomy.

I think I die a little inside every day I work here. I'm glad I agreed to stay for three extra months.

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Subject:	It was always burning since the world's been turning
Time:	1:52 pm.
Mood:	stressed.

I have to get this out because I need to do work at work today instead of obsessing over this.

I live on the third floor of my apartment building. Yesterday, on the fifth floor, someone's stove caught on fire. I don't know if it was the sprinklers or the fire hose, but wherever the water was from it made its way into my apartment. I wasn't home during the action. I was only home in time to find my door unlocked, the lights on, the floor soaked, and the lack of a certain cat. After running around the building like a madwoman for half an hour or longer trying to find Beatrice, she finally made a noise that indicated that she was in the apartment. She was completely terrified and wouldn't come out of hiding. I finally lured her out with some canned food well after people had stopped coming in and out of the apartment. We then went to a Motel 6 for the night while some disaster company ripped up my carpet and baseboards. I returned to find about 6 humongous dryers around the apartment and all of my furniture in the middle of the room and, of course, a lack of carpet and baseboards. I didn't know what to do with the cat at that point so I locked her in the bathroom where there is only one dryer and no carpet leftovers for her to munch on. And now I don't know what the status is or when the projected completion date is or if I'll be able to use my bathroom tonight. This is such a great thing to deal with the day before company comes. I would have written a mean letter on here to the guy that left his stove on but I feel really sorry for the putz. Plus my apartment is not nearly as bad as some others, such as the one that had the fire and the one right below it.

I just wish I had somewhere to direct some anger.

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Time:	3:00 pm.
Mood:	blank.

Well, I'm in Kansas City now and am currently at work. I'm not sure what I should be doing so I'm not doing anything. I should probably ask what I should do, but I'll probably be asked to call suppliers or something and that's approximately the last thing I want to do on a Friday afternoon. I hate the phone anyway; I particularly hate the phone when I don't know what I'm talking about.

I stayed in a hotel for about a week and a half and then moved into a studio loft downtown. I haven't quite figured out how I feel about the area but I do like my building and my apartment. Furniture I'm renting finally arrives tomorrow so I will no longer be sleeping/sitting on the floor. This'll be the first time I'll have a couch that isn't someone else's trash. Sure, it'll be used, but not as used as the last two I've had, and that's really what's important.

I'm still not sure how I feel about Kansas City. It's a tough city to be alone in. And it's really easy to get lost here. There are a lot of concerts this week and next, most of which I should attend but the motivation just isn't there. After next week I don't think there's a lot going on so maybe I should go see Reggie and the Full Effect tonight. But I really need to do laundry and prepare my apartment for furniture. I went to Taste of Chaos last night and just wasn't really feeling it and ended up leaving before the Deftones played since I was falling asleep during Thrice. I'm an old woman. I'm trying to go see the Dresden Dolls on the 5th but the only way to go is to win tickets through this radio station. Annoying. I'll be going to see them that Friday in Chicago now anyway. It's pretty cheap to fly from KC to Chicago on a few airlines.

I'm not going to say I'm particularly happy here currently, but I will say that I'm glad I'm here. This position is going to be great experience and hopefully the other part of my ticket to whatever company I want to work for in NYC. I was hoping I could like somewhere with a low cost of living like Kansas City as much as New York, but there's a reason for that insane cost of living: nowhere compares to New York in any aspect. That's all. It's not other cities' faults but more of New York's perfection that causes the imbalance. I just have to learn to quit comparing places and be sure to live wherever I am. Period.

Okay, that's all for now.

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Subject:	I'm not the great communicator that I used to be apparently
Time:	9:36 pm.
Mood:	blank.

After the paper's finally done and the attention span is too short for studying, a perhaps decent update is in order. But then I run out of ammunition and realize my life is really boring to most people. Between November and now I've gone to Covington twice, I've gone to NYC twice, and PA once. The trips to VA were for Thanksgiving and Christmas, NYC was for Christmas and birthday (21st!) and Pennsylvania was to meet mommy since I won't see her until she visits me in Kansas City in the summertime.

I've gotta say that I'm pretty nervous about Kansas City. Partially nervous about getting out there and then the rest of it is concerns about the job. I feel terribly underqualified for the position I'm about to be in starting a week from tomorrow. Really underqualified. I feel like I'm supposed to conjure up memories of everything technical I've ever learned. Maybe I oversold myself in the interview. I probably shouldn't question it and I should go out there and learn stuff and pretend I have an idea what's going on. Actually, that's my only option, so that's what I shall do.

My room is a disaster as is the whole apartment. It's awesome that the girl that's taking over my lease is coming here tomorrow to fill out paperwork. I hope she doesn't walk in and change her mind. Of course I'm sure the fact that the setting on the thermostat in no way relates to the temperature of the apartment could also be a deterrent. Well I guess it is related: it's about 20 degrees warmer. On that note, I should go cleanish since I can't study. Bye kids.

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Time:	9:59 pm.
Mood:	stressed.

I'm not going to pretend I have time to update. But I'd rather type here than on this ten-page paper about printing I'm trying to get done. Wow, livejournal autosaves drafts now? I guess I haven't been around for a while. So in brief, here's what's going on:

+ I'm moving to Kansas City on March 2nd for another co-op.
- Coming up on week ten of ten of the quarter. That means big huge freaking paper and two finals, all due/taken on the 27th.
+ Met Mom in PA yesterday to celebrate belated birthday/switch off some stuff before the big move since I won't be home
+ Went to NYC last weekend for the birthday and saw Mates of State and consumed lots of alcohol
- Can't come up with anything for this paper
- No time to do stuff for moving since school is crazy. And by crazy I mean I have this ginormous impossible paper.

Pretty happy, overall. Dreading something, not sure what. Probably the paper. The paper of all papers. The one I'm currently and always obsessing over. Funny that it'll be over in a little over a week and I'll forget it ever happened. Good thing is I have an 'A' in the class so far. Bad thing is this Super Paper is 20% of the grade. I guess I can't get lower than a C as I currently stand, but I couldn't stomach a C in this class. Or any class.

Okay, I'm boring and obsessed. Gotta go.

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Subject:	My mama said to stay away from guys like you.
Time:	11:01 pm.
Mood:	complacent.

Alright, ladies and gentlemen. You know how I like to give you all the opportunity to learn from my experiences, so here are the lessons from fall quarter, in roughly chronological order:

. Don't try to live alone when you can't afford it
. Don't leave your ipod anywhere, ever. Especially not where you think people are trustworthy.
. Don't go to las vegas when you can't afford it
. Don't go to las vegas.
. Pay bills
. Don't work as much as I have to
. Sleep a lot
. Don't get involved with boys in fraternities, even though you have everything else in common. Even though you've both seen Rent too many times. Even if you both use the same stupid words. Even if you have the same opinions on almost everything. Even if your mothers both play french horn. None of it matters. Get involved with a Greek and a nice emotional bashing will ensue.
. Do your laundry at a laundromat
. Eat as much sushi as possible
. Get a kitten and name her Beatrice
. Drive as much as you can afford to (gas prices are down!)
. Appreciate those that appreciate you
. Study for finals! NOW!

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Subject:	It scares me to think that you could find takers other than me and better than me.
Time:	1:56 pm.
Mood:	nervous.

Week 10 of 10 is officially over and now it's on to finals week. I, unlike most people, have very few things to do. I do have a data analysis final, but I'm not terribly concerned since right now I think I have an A in the class and I was pretty much set with having a B. I've never really had a problem with mediocrity. Also have a couple or few projects to do, but nothing earth-shattering. One of them includes rearranging a bunch of sentences into a paragraph and rewording a bit to make it flow, writing an abstract for a pre-written report, and writing a problem analysis report. Another two are in CAPE, and since CAPE is probably one of the most simple programs known to man, I should be okay on that one, too. And then I will be done with this quarter and on to the next.

My schedule for next quarter isn't nearly as pretty and nice as I would've liked but I did limit myself to a five-day work week so all is well. Saturdays and Sundays are mine. Assuming my classes don't magically rearrange themselves anymore and make me move one of my work shifts to Saturday or Sunday.

I really should be doing stuff right now. I'm going to head downtown in a bit and practice for the voice recital Saturday. I'm more freaked out about that than anything else. I usually blow it when I sing in front of people, and I definitely don't have this one pinned down yet. I've never sung anything opera in front of anybody, either. Oh, did I mention I'm taking voice lessons at Eastman Community Music School? It makes me want to go to music school really badly since I'm right there in the same building and practice rooms and coffee shops as Eastman School of Music students. They have an entire building (7 or 8 levels!) of practice rooms, and I love to hear the glorious cacophony as I'm walking through the halls trying to find an available room. Of course, all of this inspiration is not enough to improve upon my weak voice. In fact, it might to just the opposite with its glaring intimidation. But at least I'm there.

Speaking of music, I've been obsessed with Panic! at the Disco and The Cure recently. I know, it's a strange combination, but what can I say. I think I'm in the process of moving on the Emery since I just got their latest album yesterday and I'll be going to see them with From Autumn to Ashes at Penny Arcade December 9th. It gives me something to look forward to upon my return to Rochester after Thanksgiving.

Time to head downtown for music and coffee and studying.

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Time:	9:59 pm.
Mood:	sleepy.

First of all, Happy Halloween everybody. Of course, to most people it doesn't feel like Halloween anymore since most of the partying was done Saturday, but since I didn't party today or Saturday, it's all felt like it to me.

My job seems to be taking over my life. Or maybe I just like to think that. Either way, I have no social life and I prefer to blame my job than to blame my lack of personal skills. I guess I'll be able to try harder if I get the schedule I want at work next quarter, since it will entirely free up Friday night, Saturday, and Sunday. Of course then I'll probably just skip town every weekend and still have no life in Rochester. Such a vicious cycle.

I can't believe I'm even typing this after typing a stupid five-page GROUP paper for sociology. Group papers are so ridiculous. Projects, okay, but papers...blah. I think I'll stop now.

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Subject:	You've washed your hands clean of this
Time:	2:51 pm.
Mood:	hot.

Well, I figured what better time to update than when I should really be studying for my data analysis exam I'm making up tomorrow? So here I am, updating.

The Las Vegas trip was successful and I got all of my shifts covered at work for that time period. I had a really good time for the most part, regardless of the fact that I'm really not a fan of Las Vegas. Don't look so astonished. I don't like the idea that a whole city was built around gambling and alcohol and that's really practically all there is there. There are hotels with different themes that all contain the exact same thing: 239482703 ways to spend as much money as possible. They're all set up so it's nearly impossible to navigate without entering the casino floor at least 7 times, you have to stand in line for a taxi, and then the taxi driver doesn't have a clue where you're going if it isn't one of the big hotels. The buses are packed with 107 people that have no idea what's going on. I'll end the rant there, because I know gazillions of people love Vegas. Maybe if I were at least 50 and financially stable enough to not cry if I wasted $100 on roulette I'd love it, too. So maybe I'll give it another go when I'm old and rich. That being said, however, I love the Cirque du Soleil shows soo much. I saw 'O' and Ka and dearly loved both of them. Two entirely different ideas but both were so fantastically displayed. So I dropped $300 on show tickets. Leave me alone. It was much more valuable than a game of poker. I also saw the desert for the first time ever (or at least that I can remember) and it's really awesome. And I saw the stars from the desert which are even awesomer. The flights were decent, too. Talked to a couple of new people on the way back on two of my three flights, even though all I wanted to do was sleep after having stayed up all night the night before. Oh yeah, I saw a lot of packaging equipment, too. Mustn't forget the reason for the trip after all. Yep, that sure was impressive. Lots of equipment.

I guess I should study now. My test is going to be impossible since the rest of the class's exam was terrible. The curve made anything above a 65% an A. And he let me sit there while he went over it with them, indicating my even taking a make-up exam is pointless, but I suppose it's worth a shot.

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Time:	11:02 pm.
Mood:	stressed.

I'm probably just being dramatic, but I've been freaking out nearly all day. I'm already tired of Rochester and my life here and I just want to bail on everything. Is a degree really necessary? I'm going to Las Vegas this weekend for a packaging conference, which sounds pretty awesome, right? But the thing is that I can't find anyone to cover my shifts. Not ANYONE. I'm calling people tomorrow in hopes that they'll have a heart and fill in for me in order to possibly save my job. Hopefully that will work better than asking people in person has, because this is exhausting and discouraging. Another problem with Vegas is that I'll be missing my first data analysis exam. I asked him if he gave makeup exams and he said he'd give me one but I shouldn't count on it any time soon. What does that mean? Does that mean that at the end of the quarter I'll be taking an exam on the first five chapters in addition to the final? And I'm nearly failing sociology because my professor really thinks her class in the be-all end-all of all her students' lives. When the class average is less than 51% on the first assignment, one should know there's a problem. But not her. I need out of that class. I refuse to fail a liberal arts class. They're clearly a waste of my time.

School sucks and I want to quit. I don't even want to transfer anymore; I just want to run away. From school, from life, from Rochester. I think I'll go to New York. What a novel idea. Okay, I guess we all knew this was going to end with me blissfully there. I know I'd have places to crash there while I tried to stabilize. I'll keep dreaming of that for the next two or however many years while I keep cranking away at the degree. But I think if I lose my job I'll just leave and forget this whole city ever happened. I'm pretty good at forgetting things anyway.

Sorry for the whining. My journal. Get over it.

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Subject:	blahblahrochesterblahblah
Time:	5:36 pm.

Okay, still not settled in but at least I'm done moving. I ended up not moving to that place and moving to a stupid complex with thin walls and too much carpet. But I'm here now and things will be much cheaper than they would be without roommate so all is well. The couch smells like boy cat and makes Beatrice crazy and we have to get rid of the smell or the apartment will smell like cat spray forever. Didn't get much of my deposit back and then had to go to great measures to avoid losing the check forever but Mike is my hero and saved my life (and/or the check). Which is great because I'm so far beyond broke and bills are coming up. Although I get a tuition refund soon, which will be wonderful. I wonder when I can get that. Anyway, this is random and I must go to work now. Take it easy kids.

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Subject:	So long sweet summer.
Time:	2:48 pm.
Mood:	stressed.

Back in Rochester. Not even close to settled in yet, though. Turns out I'm moving. My place was just going to cost too much to be as crappy as it is. When I called my landlord and told him I was going to have to move in with a roommate he offered me a three-bedroom half-house for pretty cheap. Right now it's just going to be Mike, a guy I used to work with, and me, but we have high hopes of getting a third roommate in the near future. If you are someone or know someone who might be interested, contact me. The place is absolutely ginormous and has a basement and an attic! I think it's pretty exciting. Moving won't be fun but it has to be done.

I adopted a kitten yesterday and named her Beatrice. Pictures may ensue but I sort of doubt it. She slept with me all night last night. So sweet. I'm a little concerned about her today, though, because she keeps on crying until I hold her and she hardly eats/drinks and hasn't used the bathroom (in or out of the litter box) since I brought her home. She has an appointment with the vet Monday but that's soo far away. Hopefully everything's fine. Oi.

I'm at RIT now using their lovely wireless. I don't know why I drive this far just to use a stupid computer. I think I mostly had to get out of the apartment and give Beatrice some time to acclimate. Of course as soon as she gets used to that apartment I'm whisking her away to a bigger place. Maybe she can use the extra room for a week or so, though. Maybe she'll be happier that way. Eh, whatever. Tired.

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