Creatures of the Knit

Remember how I thought I was so awesome because I 'thought' i beat everyone to cleaning their ocean soaked clothes first?  Well, about that...

Alright, here's the part where I try to decide... do I drink massive amounts of coffee and tackle the homework monster, or do I let apathy and drowsiness make my decisions for me.

this doesn't look good.

Not to get ahead of myself, but because I've already talked about moving cross country (first phoenix, now maybe jersey) and I've been looking up apartments in both, I was curious.  Is it really possible to get a 2bedroom townhouse for $685 a month?  I've seen crazy ads on Chicago's Craigslist, but I keep seeing similar priced things in Jersey.  I already know Phoenix is cheaper than Chicago, but jesus, I really starting to feel like I'm getting ripped off living in Chicago.

My 'newlywed' neighbors are at it again.  Screaming and hollering at eachother.  It's so stupid.  I can hear what they're saying, and there is no need to shout it so loud that we have to know all their problems.

Stupid trashy, Hispanic rednecks.

On a happier note, I was called very 'high school' today because I was excited at the idea of just making out.  I'm sorry, but making out is awesome.

And I think one of the newlyweds just hit the other with something heavy, or against a wall...

Ok, could a boy NOT 899 miles away from me please start flirting with me.

Thank you.

 

Infinitely frustrated by how slowly pictures are uploading.  Can't i keep dressing up pretty and drinking instead?

The last few days have been insane, I worked. Continuously.

1. Saturday morning a new employee, Wesley, who had barely introduced himself overheard me speaking with another employee. I was explaining that my parents did not know about my lovely boyfriend, Jeff, for very good reasons: which also happen to be private reasons. Majority of people don't need to know about what sort of childhood I led and why my relationship with my parents is as is, while those who know understand that the respect I have for them is quite generous. He proceeded to intervene, as a father of a three year old, he lectured the silly 19 year old on why she shouldn't disrespect her parents and tell them the truth. Now, I call this being considerate: thoughtful of the rights and feelings of others. That's what he failed to be. This would've been okay, but he continued to pursue this around my place of work, as I was working, for the rest of my shift (3 hours).

2. A sous chef, Tom, wanted a "grande caramel frappucino" yesterday. The kitchen is known for not paying for their elaborate coffee drinks. Everything we have is eco-friendly/locally produced/organic. Also known as 'expensive'. Well, I told him that I'd make it as soon as he paid for it; the owner Eric is a friend of mine and I respect him and his venture. Tom decided to bitch about how I, one of "the lowest people on the totem pole" had snarked at him. Not only that, but he took a paper cup (versus ceramic) and took beer off the premises: open alcohol in an automobile? Hm. Then he came back for more free beer. By this point, I'd had quite enough, and mentioned it all to Eric. He thanked me kindly, let me know he'd check out the video cameras, and the next day Mike (our head chef and Eric's business partner) thanked me again for chatting with Eric.

3. Today was a great day. No one snarked, only kitchen folk took paper cups (health regulation: no glass in the kitchen), everyone was nice and helpful, we all picked up slack, I got good barista and label-making work done. :)

However, I'm still exhausted from only getting to do work on my weekend, and homework is as of yet untouched. Hmm.. gah. Goodnight for now, looking forward to better moods once my body is more well rested.