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I am a girl's girl.
Jun. 9th, 2004 02:07 pmOkay, I admit it. I'm really excited about this job. I've gotten to the point where I'm done thinking about how honestly sucky this job will probably be, and I'm also over the fact that I'll be making nearly 4 dollars less than I did at Traffic Safety. I've dealt with the teeny tiny cubicle thing, the 9 to 5 thing, the endless orientation thing, the having to interact with the public thing, and the all the way in Tumwater thing. I have to say, I'm not nearly as concerned with all these aspects as I probably should be. I just don't care. I have a job.
Truth is, I've spent the past few months applying for the shittiest jobs ever. Compared to most, this is a dream job. I already knew that I'd have to take a cut in pay on my next job, and I knew it would be pretty much like this. It's not going to be half as bad as it could be. I'll do it through the summer, I'll get my paychecks, I'll get my school bills taken care of, and I'll be out of there. And even if I don't leave then, I'll just start working on a little nest egg for myself. That's it.
There. Explained, and filed away. The job issue is complete.
Big sale at JoAnn fabrics this weekend. I understand that most of you don't care, but I do. I'm quite giddy. Really. :P I'm going to get more bag fabric as well as fabric for the curtains I'm making myself. My dear, dear father agreed to let me try to sell the rest of my crappy furniture in a yard sale. When that is complete, I will be re-decorating my room. Oh, yes. And everything I buy or make will travel with me when I move out.
Oh, I can finally buy a camera. Eeee!
I think I'm going to have to buy Playing By Heart as well. It depresses me more and more each time I watch it. Therefore, I love it. I must own it.
Lately, I've been taping Queer Eye. It makes for good viewing when Ari's off at soccer practice and the house is empty. I got part of the one with the Marine on tape the other day, but I missed the bit at the beginning that I love. It's the part where the Marine's girlfriend is telling Kyan that he washes his face with the bar soap from the shower. The "Oh, my GOD" and the look from Kyan... fucking priceless. I'm going to try to catch it next time and save it so I can play it for my future boyfriends. They might not get the hint, but it's worth a try. :p
I'm sorry, but I find men who use facial products extremely sexy. It goes under the same category as caring about your wardrobe. My perfect man is straight, but more of a girl than I am. That may say something about my orientation, but whatever. I love girly boys.
Truth is, I've spent the past few months applying for the shittiest jobs ever. Compared to most, this is a dream job. I already knew that I'd have to take a cut in pay on my next job, and I knew it would be pretty much like this. It's not going to be half as bad as it could be. I'll do it through the summer, I'll get my paychecks, I'll get my school bills taken care of, and I'll be out of there. And even if I don't leave then, I'll just start working on a little nest egg for myself. That's it.
There. Explained, and filed away. The job issue is complete.
Big sale at JoAnn fabrics this weekend. I understand that most of you don't care, but I do. I'm quite giddy. Really. :P I'm going to get more bag fabric as well as fabric for the curtains I'm making myself. My dear, dear father agreed to let me try to sell the rest of my crappy furniture in a yard sale. When that is complete, I will be re-decorating my room. Oh, yes. And everything I buy or make will travel with me when I move out.
Oh, I can finally buy a camera. Eeee!
I think I'm going to have to buy Playing By Heart as well. It depresses me more and more each time I watch it. Therefore, I love it. I must own it.
Lately, I've been taping Queer Eye. It makes for good viewing when Ari's off at soccer practice and the house is empty. I got part of the one with the Marine on tape the other day, but I missed the bit at the beginning that I love. It's the part where the Marine's girlfriend is telling Kyan that he washes his face with the bar soap from the shower. The "Oh, my GOD" and the look from Kyan... fucking priceless. I'm going to try to catch it next time and save it so I can play it for my future boyfriends. They might not get the hint, but it's worth a try. :p
I'm sorry, but I find men who use facial products extremely sexy. It goes under the same category as caring about your wardrobe. My perfect man is straight, but more of a girl than I am. That may say something about my orientation, but whatever. I love girly boys.
