I got a random invite to a comedy show tonight...and attended, because among the performers were (gasp!) JLS and Klasko from BK!* Aaaaand in the audience were none other than Hillman, Boyo, and Efram, all of whom I've only seen once since graduation almost -- jesus -- four three years go. (Errr...I forgot how time works there, for a minute.)

I'm pretty sure Efram and I spoke more this evening than we had, oh, through all of the time we were in the troupe together combined. Fun times!



* For those of you newish to my LJ, BK = Boris' Kitchen = the sketch comedy troupe of which I was a hardcore member through most of college.

"It's not that I find him hot as a duck, it's that I think that if I were a duck, I'd totally hit that!"

-poisonivory on Scrooge McDuck

The very fast rundown: we arrived at Margot's on Monday, as planned. Tuesday we hit Six Flags for day of fun in the sun. Twas awesome. Wednesday we slept in late, wore pajamas all day, watched movies, and had a grand time. Thursday we poked around Margot's town and mostly just hung out and had a nice time.

Today I woke up with what seems to be a sinus infection. Which made the drive homewards awesome, ad I'm sure you can guess. (Not that I'm driving at all, but I feel bad for passing out on Jen and Jess.) Also tonight we wanted to stop a couple hours ago--basically when we hit the Virginia border--but every motel was either full or only had smoking rooms, so we figured we'd just look for the next place. The next two places were basically Bates Motels, out in the middle of the woods with burnt-out neon signs and no one around. So we kept going and finally found a Holiday Inn Express about 45 minutes out of Richmond. Which means we did, as close as I can tell, 2/3 of the trip today instead of half.

And now I think it's bedtime, as I'm both exhausted and still ill. Alas.

Jen, Jess and I left at about 6:30 this morning. After a day of driving--or rather, Jess and Jen drove, and I pumped gas, as they're from Jersey and apparently don't know how (quoi?)--we found a motel in NC. With free wireless! 'Cause we're nerds who bring laptops on vacation.

So yep: safe and sound.

I'm leaving in a few hours to head off to harmonyangel's house for the night. Tomorrow, she, poisonivory, and I are heading to visit second_batgirl for a week-ish. Unemployment be damned! This was supposed to be paid vacation. Grumble. So yeah, I'll be out of town; probably with minimal email access for awhile. But i will have my phone if you need me.

Speaking of job stuff, the interview/test I mentioned thinking I did quite well on on Thursday I apparently did (knock on wood), because Friday they called to schedule a third (hopefully final!) interview. So that'll be the Monday after I get home.

In non-job, non-vacation news, I've been reading links and links about the LJ account deletions and their implications. I, personally, have no interest in leaving LJ; I didn't come here for fannish reasons, and despite the fact that there's been a lot of fannish stuff mixed in here in the last few months, I don't primarily use LJ for fandom. I'm quite attached to this place, so I'll likely be staying here.

That said, I do get why other people are deciding to leave. And I don't want to lose track of anyone on my flist! So if you're heading off, please tell me where. I'm queenitsy on IJ and GJ, and have an ancient, never-used account as temira on JF. Feel free to friend away. (My initial impressions, incidentally, are that I like IJ a lot more than GJ or JF, but I probably won't be using any of them much.)

This has been a long week and I feel like I've been emotionally slammed against a wall a few times. I keep thinking I'd like to write something meaningful, but there's very little I can say that hasn't been said elsewhere and more eloquently, and the more I think the more I just spiral downwards into unhappiness.

Wow, that was melodramatic. Whoops, sorry.

Anyway.

Concentrating on the good: I saw Phil today! Only for, like, five minutes, but still. Glint was playing in Central Park and he texted me to let me know; I snuck out of work early to see if I could get there in time. I might well have, had I not gotten lost in the park (seriously, given the size and ramblyness of Central Park, and my lack of internal sense of direction, it's not somewhere I should wander unsupervised...). By the time I arrived, they were packing up. But I got to chat for a few minutes, and it was a lovely day to get lost in the park.

And if the Yankees can hold together for two more innings, I will be happy about that, at least.

There have been other good things, too; small moments. But the bad stuff feels really huge and overwhelming, and like there's nothing I can do but wait it out until I'm used to it. But who wants to get used to bad things? So...yeah.

Someday I will post the rest of my 5 things meme. Today is not that day.

Off to Jersey to see family tomorrow. Toodles.

ETA: So much for that. Damn it.

Okay, I did say I might post more about Halloween eventually. The short, relatively non-gross version, is that I went out to the parade with Jess and a bunch of her friends. We were never able to get close enough to actually see anything, and ended up almost getting crushed and lost in the crowd; but in the end, we came through okay. They all went off to dinner, and I went to meet Josh and his friends at Borders and go out for an evening of drinking. we hit a couple of different bars looking for something exciting; I don't know that we found anything, but we did get fairly trashed. Me more so than anyone else. There was some unfortunately puking in the middle of the night, and I've been on a hiatus from drinking ever since. The end.

( Pictures! (Not of puking.) )

I'm having a lovely weekend, mostly; Rachel was out of town, but Josh came over and then Margot came over and it's been lovely. And then Jill called me! Out of the blue! She and I are going to play tomorrow, and yay! I *heart* Jill likewhoa. So loveliness, all around!

I am pretty fucking exchausted right now, and off to bed in just a few minutes.

But before I do, I'd like to send major *hugs* out to everyone on the flist who needs them. The ones who spring to mind are, in no particular order, gruyere, dialogue, lynstraine, and poisonivory. Y'all are among the coolest, most talented, most creative people I'm lucky enough to know. And you all rule.

I'm half heartedly blogging the Sox @ Yankees game over at baseball_chicks, at least for now. If anyone's interested.

(ETA, quote from Josh on the phone: "So my roommate and my best friend are both here, and they're both former football player, jock, manly-guys. And they're out on the balcony discussing cooking, so I had to call my girlfriend to discuss the game.")

Lovely dinner with Margot tonight. Out with the boy tomorrow; two job interviews on Wednesday. (Eek?) I also have a pile of bills (Old Navy card, student loans, cable, etc) sitting in front of me, and can't find my checkbook. Every time I start to seriously feel like an adult, something like that happens. Arrrrg.

Andy Philips, baby!

Done with work forever!! Well, done with this work forever, unless I can't get another job, in which case they'll totally rehire me. How do I know? Because jessiethejester has now been promoted and will be the new cafe manager, and she said so; also because, she said, despite never ever saying anything nice to me (or anything other than writing me up, in fact) the store management loved me. The hell? Stupid Borders.

Anyway, done with that now.

Last night was fabulous, even if I don't remember it. It's not that I blacked out or anything, it's just all pretty blurry and I don't think I was paying much attention. As it turns out, I really like gin and tonics. Who knew? Karaoke RULEZ! Oh, and the boy came out with us; having my boyfriend meet all of my older sister's friends for drinks made me feel wierdly adult. The hell? Again.

I've had a headache and been kinda ill all day. Gosh, I had my first hangover.

Big plans for the next few days. Fun times. Oh yeah. Ana tomorrow; Jess, Jen and Margot after that; Seth's thingybob on Tuesday. And somewhere in there, applying to jobs. Good times!

So work completely and totally fucked me over yesterday. I nearly walked out never to return; but then I calmed down, muttered angrily to myself, and didn't. I did, however, call in sick today. I mean, I am a little bit sick, but mostly I just don't want to deal with that fucking place right now. I'm off tomorrow, so we'll see how I feel Thursday. Ught. Fuckers.

second_batgirl also had a really, really shitty day yesterday (probably worse than mine, when you consider) and so she came over to crash and now we're hanging out. She's "sick" too. Jobs suck. I hate beig a grown up.

The end.

So I'm off to the world's quickest vacation, an overnight trip to 'Deis to see Boris' Kitchen and hopefully catch up with a few friends I haven't seen in... good christ, about a year. Wow, what have I been doing since graduation?

(The answer is fucking around.)

Anyway. Back sometime tomorrow.

Today was pretty nice. Work was... work, but it was a good day, because it was me, A, and Quagmire (his choice of nickname, not mine; I'm not a Family Guy fan) all day. Which is always fun. (Sunshine gave his two weeks yesterday, though, sniffsniff.) There were a few cranky customers, but no one that bad. And then Caroline's birthday came in!

That was fun. I got to see Caroline, Jess, Margot, and Jen on my (short) break (as well as some very nice people I hadn't met before). Jen had to leave (sniff!!) but after work, I met up with them for drinks/dinner/desert, all of which was mostly just to hang out and talk. So that was pretty awesome. And now bed, because I'm getting up for brunch with Rachel tomorrow.

Gosh, aren't you just fascinated by my daily life?

Today was insanely long, but hey, it started by getting brunch with irontears, so my day was cooler than yours by default. (Mondie, by the way, is adorable and awesome, and I use my only real Mush icon in her honor. *bows*)

Work, on the other hand... Jesus Christ. So we ran out of, uh, everything. It's really quite hard to make a latte with no milk, for example. And we had no soup, no iced tea, no chai, no muffins, no bagels, no scones, and only about half of our sandwhiches. And I was all alone for the lunch rush. Ohhhhh was it ever awesome.

My new theory is that for every (or close to every) really shitty customer, there's another in line who also thinks that person was a dickweed who should shut the hell up. Those are the customers I like. (I'd give you the whole story, but... blah blah blah, customer was a dick, other customer said shut the hell up, etc; it's basically every I-work-in-retail-story ever.)

I'm totally wiped, arg. After work tonight was dinner and kareoke with Dan; after work tomorrow is meeting with Sarah and the Borders/theater people to discuss the possible foundation of a Borders theater group. Which would be nice. (Me, craving a replacement for BK? Nah.)

So. Tired. Arrrg.

So my first day of work was today. And... it was surprisingly awesome. The paperwork/policy section of the day took about two hours and would have been no fun, but the training manager was super nice and kick ass. During lunch, I got to sit at the cool kids' table (it was the only table) but didn't feel at all excluded by the random strangers; everyone seemed to be getting along well and were happy to hang out on their break.

After lunch, jessiethejester (AKA Sarah) began training me to make drinks. I learned many many things, and, well, remember how I went off Coke and coffee for awhile, and have been having very few of them since? Yeah, my caffiene tolerence was shot. And I had to sample every single drink I made. And since I was learning to make a lot of drinks, that was a lot of caffeine. And wow, did I start tweaking. It took two hours for me to stop shaking and being hyper, and I'm still kind of jittery. Jeeeeesus.

After work, Sarah and I hung out for a couple hours. Which was fairly awesome. I'm staring full time starting today, so yay!

And... now Supernatural is on. And man, I don't like Sam at all. He's such a pissy little prick. And I don't do incest, but good lord, Dean is gay for Sam (why? he's not pretty, and he's a pissy little prick!). And the dialogue on this show is so bad. (And for those interested in more commentary, you should check harriet_vane's journal for our "Questions Left Unanswered By Supernatural" series. And oh look, Rachel can quote along with this as it airs the same way I can do with Disney channel movies!)

Hey! I have a job! I got hired at the Park Ave Borders (the one where jessiethejester works) and I'll be working in the cafe, full or close to full time. Training begins Tuesday. Yay, income!

I also finally got a new cord for Deej! (the iPod, for those not keeping track at home), because mine disappeared. I haven't been able to charge him since Tulio broke, but now (after he briefly flipped out) I can again. Woo!

And hopefully, this weekend there will be playing with Noelle and Sarah, or Jess and Margot (and stalking Kevin Smith), or both.

Woo and also hoo!

So... Who's dumb? The answer is me! Well, not really. More uniformed.

Rachel is out of town for the weekend, and Margot and Jess came over to play and it was decided that they should crash here. Super fun! Except I had to wash the sheets, because mine were pretty dirty, and Rachel was sick all week. So I did that after dinner, from which we'd gotten back pretty late.

It turns out that the basement gets locked at 9:30 and the elevator won't go down there any more. Who knew? I didn't!

So now all the sheets are sitting in the dryer in the laundry room and we can't get to them. The super was super grumpy when we called. And by we, I mean I was joking about making Jess do it, but she said she would, and I hate the phone, so I really mean Jess. Except she wasn't sure what he said, and now we think he's coming here to let me down to the basement, but we aren't sure. So we may or may not have sheets and a grumpy super. Goodie!

However, we are hilarious. Hilarious!

I don't care about Valentine's one way or the other, particularly, but herince_emyn just reminded me that I must wish a Happy Batman Sticker Day to her, polly_the_bard, jessiethejester, Jared (who doesn't read this), and the rest of the Groovy Book people/Ithacans. Because dude. Batman stickers rule. We were so the coolest kids in high school. (Or not at all.)