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Oh, long week. I worked for six days straight. One day off today, next is Saturday.
Spent some time with my friend Erin today. We attempted to go see PotC, but we were like ten minutes late and no one else had come fo that show, so they wouldn't play it. Growl. So instead we prowled Windham for a bit (Erin bought Chicago, I replenished my supply of cloves and finally bought the first volume of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen book like I've been planning to for months, and wanting to especially badly since I saw the movie so maybe I can wash it out of my brain) and then headed back to my house. We sat around and smoked and chatted for a while, then she headed out. Probably won't see her again until next year, as she is headed off to college.
I'm kind of regretting my decision not to go this year. I mean, I know why I did it - I intend to move to Canada and go to university there once I'm settled - but I'm watching my friends go off to college and I'm jealous. I want to be sitting in class not taking notes and being assigned weird papers and impossible amounts of reading. Instead I'm working at a gas station serving stupid-assed tourists and the local white trash. I know I'm not going to be doing that forever - I can't, I hate it, eventually I would kill myself and that is not an exaggeration - but it still sucks.
And that's my angst. The end. I can't believe I didn't think to buy little snacks to go with LXG while I read; we don't have much in the house. Maybe I could bike down to Rite-Aid. Maybe I can get Mom to take me when she gets back. Nah; she and the husband took the kids to an amusement park today. She'll be too wiped.
Spent some time with my friend Erin today. We attempted to go see PotC, but we were like ten minutes late and no one else had come fo that show, so they wouldn't play it. Growl. So instead we prowled Windham for a bit (Erin bought Chicago, I replenished my supply of cloves and finally bought the first volume of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen book like I've been planning to for months, and wanting to especially badly since I saw the movie so maybe I can wash it out of my brain) and then headed back to my house. We sat around and smoked and chatted for a while, then she headed out. Probably won't see her again until next year, as she is headed off to college.
I'm kind of regretting my decision not to go this year. I mean, I know why I did it - I intend to move to Canada and go to university there once I'm settled - but I'm watching my friends go off to college and I'm jealous. I want to be sitting in class not taking notes and being assigned weird papers and impossible amounts of reading. Instead I'm working at a gas station serving stupid-assed tourists and the local white trash. I know I'm not going to be doing that forever - I can't, I hate it, eventually I would kill myself and that is not an exaggeration - but it still sucks.
And that's my angst. The end. I can't believe I didn't think to buy little snacks to go with LXG while I read; we don't have much in the house. Maybe I could bike down to Rite-Aid. Maybe I can get Mom to take me when she gets back. Nah; she and the husband took the kids to an amusement park today. She'll be too wiped.
