  Song in head: Current Mood: Fair to Middling, kinda touchy. Just don't fuck with me, or your ass will be kicked to Fountain Square and back. So this time I'm going to start off with the quote, because it works better here... so HA! "Change is the one constant in life. " --Rosa Guy, U.S. Writer Aye, this day has been an interesting one, it has.
Of course, so have the past few, but I didn't do the weblog on those days, so tough shit. If you need details about something, let me know... There are ways of contacting me, ya know. So, I'll go through today... It's not bad. I woke up this morning at 0830/0900, after going to bed at 0215, so, once again, I forced myself to go back to sleep until about 1000.
At said time, I got up, got dressed, brushed my teeth, and all that, then headed to Starbucks downtown to burn up some more of that coffee money. Then, moved thru the masses assembling for the fucking football game in order to arrive at the museum around 1050/1055 or so. So I actually do some work... I go up to the front door from 11-1230. Then eat lunch (or, rather, grab a free BigK soda). Well, then the day became the usual.
I did chop up some cardboard for 30-45 mins, but then I just went down to the cabin to hang out for the remainder of my shift. Shblah!! Then Amber, Kathleen, and I start "planning" this road trip. Unfortunately, as much as I'd love to see Chicago again, I'm with Kathleen in believing that it ain't gonna work. Sorry, it just ain't no feasible. ;-) So then around 1545 after Amber and Kathleen have changed, I go up to clean up the scraps from the cardboard and then proceed to prep for departure.
Sat out in the parking lot for awhile talking (it was a gorgeous day) then went to Starbucks again (never too much coffee) and fought with the masses again on the way back to CMC (Kathleen was driving) but this time, much worse. So I get back there around 1700 and then get the fuck out of there, since Linda was on her smoke break. But that was work, and this is the fun part. So, because I had mass time to kill and wasn't about to go back home yet, I called up Clare, who had told me to call her anyway before I went to Cheng's little gathering thingy, and I stopped by her grandma's house b/c they were having "The Larkin Party. " We chilled on the roof for awhile, then went to the actual party downstairs (but still on the 8th floor) and I was told all about the whole family, of which I retained so little (Sorry, I just wasn't that sharp) I was creeped out by the fact that one of the Larkins was Mem Larkin, who is in my PreCal class... Odd, esp.
b/c I couldn't say anything, b/c i don't really know her. Odd... So, anyway, back on kinda trackish looking thing here... Swung on over to Cheng's house, which produced the deep thought and underlying theme-ish type whatsamahoosit... My old clique, the one from the summer... They were all there. And I realized that I had totally moved on...
I didn't hang out with these ppl at all (w/ the exception of Clare, but I gave her the ride over) I mean, these ppl, Bauer, Mac, Robin, Holly, Cheng... they were my closest friends, and I haven't barely talked to them in what seems like ages. CRAY-ZAY. But nah... It brought me to the realization of how much has changed since school started... and it was so freaky that I almost went bonanza. However, I feel a tad bit better now, just b/c I burned some time at the house and am now leaving again, YAY! So I'm going to meet John for ice cream at UDF, big fun.
Until later, I leave you with yet another, rather amusing quotation from FEMA... "Following a nuclear attack on the United States, the U.S. Postal Service plans to distribute Emergency Change of Address Cards. " --Executive Order 11490 (1969) 
