Can I kick it?
I went into Melodia Cafe yesterday to talk about setting up a schedule, and I'll be starting training on March 10th. A little more of a wait than I'd like, but still something solid to look forward to, not to mention a pay check. The little asian woman who runs the place is ridiculously adorable. She was beaming as she talked about her expectations and ideas to make the place successful. I couldn't get a word in edgewise, all I could do was nod the entire time. She did get me excited to work there though. I really hope it turns out to be everything she's envisioned.
I'm more than ready to have something to occupy my time other than sitting online and listening to music because my fucking iPod is broken. I'm done with being a bum. This town is gonna kill me slowly if I don't get out.
I spent last weekend in the city with Ben, Nicole, Mark, Doug and Z visiting Mandy and Kasey at their hockey house. Nicole and I were tripping face the entire time, and for lack of a better way to explain it, it definitely made shit interesting. I don't know if I'd do that again. The next day I felt like I'd just ran a marathon, my whole body was ridiculously tired. I'm gonna give myself a break from shit like that for a while.
I've completely fallen in love with Molly's jack russell terrier, Nickel. She sleeps in my bed every night and keeps me company. I didn't think a dog could be so awesome. I'm usually more of a cat person if anything.
Lastly, I've been realizing how lucky I am to have found the friends that I have, because everyone else seems to be fucking crazy! Prove me wrong.
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