Hi. Gosh we haven’t talked in a while. I’ve been busy. Busy at work, busy moving, busy with life. Also, there’s no internet in my new apartment and that puts a damper on all of my internet dealings. The first week after a move is hectic. It’s getting settled, getting new routes to and from work and the gym and the grocery store and everywhere figured out. But I love, love, lovemy new place and I am so happy to be without roommates. Mostly because there is no one living with me who will stay up yelling at each other until 2am on a night when I am not only running a fever but have to work the next day. I will not have to call RugbyBoy in the middle of the night to pick me up so I can get some semblance of sleep on his futon. I will not have to walk on eggshells because one of my roommates is so closed-minded to anything that isn’t one of his radically leftist views and angrythat if you dare to disagree with him he flips out, calls you an idiot and acts like a condescending ass. I won’t have to worry about someone taking it personally that I’m asking them to be quiet because I have to be at work in the morning. No one will steal my goldfish. No one will ask to borrow my make-up once and then come in my room without asking each following day for weeks and take my make-up bag to their room to use and not return it. No one will come in my room and borrow my shoes without asking. I won’t have to watch anyone spend all of their money on alcohol, tobacco and clothes and then bitch about how they don’t make enough money. I won’t have to live with people who are all older than me and still don’t have their crap together. Such a relief.

While I’m on the subject RugbyBoy deserves a note of serious gratitude. He lent me his time and his truck to help me move this past weekend and didn’t complain. He is such a good friend to me and while I jokingly tell him, “see, this is what happens when you have a little sister,” he really is part of my family now. I’m making fudge for him on Sunday as a tiny bit of the giant thank you I owe him. It’s the very, very least I could do.

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Wednesday night the German, her husband and I went to see The Wizard of Oz. The Dimond Center theater shows old movies for cheap on Wednesday nights and I jumped at the chance to see it on the big screen. So much fun. It’s amazing when you watch a movie that you loved as a child, again as an adult, how different the movie is. How you laugh at different jokes, and how you get jokes that never occurred to you. There was also a little girl there dressed up as Dorothy. She had the sparkly red shoes and everything. Awesome.

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I have been super busy at work but in a good way. I’ve absolutely fallen in love with this project and it sucks that I’ll have to put it down at the end of November. I’m applying for a couple jobs up here because quite honestly, now that I don’t hate my living situation, Alaska isn’t so bad. The biggest stipulation is still that I make enough money to go home if I need to. I want to be there for my sister’s graduation from college and my grandfather’s 90th…and Christmas. Okay, so maybe I should just move home. I’m very conflicted.

I do know I won’t be serving as a volunteer again for The Company. The government is cutting the funding for the whole state so the library won’t be getting another volunteer as they were promised when they started the program. Lovely. I hate it because it puts the library in the awful position of losing a worker who’s sole purpose is this project. I’m worried it will fall by the wayside.

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The SC/Vandy game was on ESPN when I was at the gym last night. I was on the bike and listening to it through headphones. This was the absolute quietest I have ever, EVER been during a football game. That is not to say, however, that I was not gesturing, shaking my head and occasionally sitting back and throwing my hands up. When I got off the bike at halftime one of the guys on a treadmill behind me said it was good to see a girl enjoying football so much. I smiled and told him he should move to the South. We do football right.

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My next 10:

61. I have very few secrets. The ones I do have I haven’t told anyone.
62. I am an Aries. I’m not big into astrology, but I am continually amazed when my personality suits that of my sign.
63. I do not cheat.
64. I swear. All the time. Loudly.
65. I wish I could handle things with the grace and even temperament that many of my friends do.
66. I deal with things through humor. I think it’s called gallows humor. I call it making bad jokes at inappropriate times.
67. I really enjoy cooking for people, but far too much of my self-esteem is tied up in it.
68. Sometimes I worry I rub people the wrong way and they’re too afraid to tell me.
69. Public restrooms really gross me out and I will avoid them if at all possible.
70. Occasionally I worry that I’m somehow falling behind because so many of my friends are getting married. I don’t have a huge urge to get married, so I don’t know where this feeling comes from.

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Oh and Little Sister started her senior year of college. Holy crap. I can’t think about that too much. Must go. Happy weekend!