Exercise and Rendezvous on the Roof: What It's Like Living IN a Hellmouth

So today I remembered that I used to blog...well...almost used to blog. And THEN I remembered the e-mail AND password! So I thought I'd try again. Hell...I'm twittering again...might as well blog.

Well, at the beginning on this month my fabulous roommates (Sarah, Seth, Kylynn, and KC) and I started moving in to our new AMAZING house. AMAZING HOUSE. It's HUGE and old and there are magnificent archways and hardwood floors and picture windows and graffiti in the basement from when it used to be a frat house. We're almost done moving in (we all had the entire month to do so) and then we paint!

Today Sarah, Seth, and I went to The Burrow to move the heavy things (Seth's futon that I slept on, my desk, and my cedar chest) and it was hard and took an unnecessarily long amount of time because I am the weakest person ever. Then we came back and made lasagna and ate it with bread and salad while watching an "episode" of 10th Kingdom.

Sarah and I have been hanging out a whole lot lately (we are roommates AND coworkers and are just creepily similar) and it has been wonderful. She is wonderful and, for some odd reason, thinks I am as well. Since our bedroom windows both lead to the roof we plan on having rendezvous there. Also, since she's a sick, sick person she's making me exercise with her. AND is actually making me DO it!
That'll be good in the long run, though. Partially for the health and happiness reasons...mostly because I want to show the boy who most recently lost interest in me just how hotttt I am when he comes back in the fall. Yeah, I'm petty. Whatever.

I've been working all the time at Citgo and it is awesome and horrible at the same time. Awesome because I got hired by knowing the manager and 4/5 of my co-workers and it is a small store and we can pretty much do whatever. Horrible because I close all the time (except this week for some reason. 6am? Really?) and crazy horrible drunk old men come in near midnight and make me want to shoot everyone. Gas station customers suck. A lot. Especially the ones who don't get gas and need their Natty Ice and Newports. Sick.

But yeah...that's been what's been up with me lately. Obviously not in the past year that I haven't written...but in the last month.

Highlights of the last year:

* HAIR. It was amazing.
* Coming back to NMU for Andrew's first year here
* Getting a job at Citgo
* Hanging out with my old suitemates a lot and meeting my new Westies
* Canada Andrew birthday trip
* Essentially moving in to the dorms again and sleeping on a futon
* Sleeping with one of the Westies (friends with benifits...probably not the BEST idea ever)
* Losing my job at the Den
* Realizing just how posessive I am
* New roommates and new house
* Losing Andrew friendship
* Strained Kaylie friendship due to the former

Yep...that's all.

Home for the Summer

I've been home for a couple of weeks now. I'm still desperately searching for a job and my mother has been spending most of her time yelling at me for not having one. That's what happens when she insists that I come home for the Summer to move out of my room and there are obviously no employment opportunities in Flint.

I really miss my Marquette friends. The only really good points of being home are as follows:

• cats
• Kaylie
• satellite television

That's it, I think. Andrew things have been going, I suppose. Now that he has a livejournal I can't write as much as I'd like to about it except in my paper journal. Life would be lots easier if I could just delete him from my life like Kylynn did.

I have this weird rash on my left foot. I get my retainer removed tomorrow (lots of sanding of my gumline and extreme pain). Even Deja Vu wouldn't hire me. What's going on? Why the hell am I here?

Two years

Now that my second year of college is really complete and I'll be headed home for the summer in about 40 hours I thought I'd take a look back.

Two years ago:

I was getting ready for graduation and couldn't begin to imagine ever leaving Flint and moving on with my life. College was something that was bound to happen, but I refused to think about it and I knew that I'd hate Marquette and wait with bated breath to come back home.

One year ago:

I was home for the summer after my first year of college. I didn't hate Marquette, but I would much rather be back in Flint. Most of my time at college was spent talking about home. I had a couple of close friends, but other than that I pretty much avoided people knowing that no one could live up to my Flint friends.



Today:

I have a steady job and an apartment in Marquette. Over the course of the school year I was involved in two shows that have changed my life. I have a bunch of amazing friends and at least five very close ones. Leaving to go home in a couple of days seems a bit of a tragedy since I know I'll be there for too long. The Andrew relationship seems a thing of the past and I am so ready to move on to new things. I have an amazing roomate and I am loving my North Pole life a whole bunch.



I'm thinking that's a bit of a change.

The Burrow

So I made this video to show you all my apartment and my roomate (who totally beat Leah Blakemore as Miss Teen Michigan USA).

It's kind of lame and I look like death...but at least it'll show you things.

Life.

Right now I am sitting on my futon (God, I hate futons...but it's my only bed option right now) and looking out the window hoping that it is nice outside. The sky isn't really telling my anything. Yesterday it didn't get above 40 degrees and that was lametastic.

Anywhoo...I'm sitting in my apartment stealing internet from the complex across the street and that's pretty cool except for the unreliability. I dunno, we're going to get wireless when I come back in the fall and that should be good.

The Burrow is a pretty great place to live. My roomate (Miss Teen Michigan USA) is awesome and likes to clean a lot when I'm asleep. I do my best...but she always manages to find strange things to clean that I wouldn't have thought about. I do all of the dishes and cook, though, so maybe that makes up for it? I don't make messes that I don't clean up.

Hair closes on Saturday. That should be depressing and happy at the same time. I'll be really sad to leave all of the amazing people that I love...but I'm really over doing the show. Last night we opened again after a three day break and 2/3 of the cast was plagued. Seth didn't even go onstage for more than was absolutely necessary. That, of course, was the night that they decided to film. I hope we're better tonight. I also get to shave on Saturday night which should be incredible. Two months of not shaving anything is a little excessive and disgusting.

I head back to Flint Town on Wednesday. The closer it comes, the less excited I become. I can't wait to see my cats, my friends, and my piano...but really, I don't want to spend all summer there. This is where my life is now and I only have four...maaaybe five or six friends back home. Sure, it'll be nice to see them, but after a week or two I'll want to get the hell out and come back. That's about all that's going on in my life right now. Perhaps something interesting will happen semi-soon for me to blog about?