Holy gas prices batman!

3.19$!

That makes my trip to Muncie on Saturday to get my Depo shot in the ass
a might bit more painful. That’s about 75 miles each way or so and I
get about 25mpg…
comes out to $25 for gas…

Gah!

Even more sad is that every time I go to work out in Roanoke with my mother I will be using about $5 worth of gas.

Damnation.

Of course, as I say this, people are dead, dying, missing, have had
their families, their home and their livelihoods destroyed and are
otherwise completely and totally inconvenienced and dislocated and just
screwed up because of the hurricane…hell, most of them probably don’t
even know where their cars are.

And I bitch about gas, they don’t have electricity or access to food or shelter…
It makes me feel kind of shallow and bitter and cranky.
But it still hurts to cough up better than $3 a gallon for gas.

If the maintenance men are supposed to stop by between 9am and noon to
change your furnace filter – what are the odds that they’ll actually be
there around 9am and that you’ll be sitting around in only your panties
and have to do the pants scramble?

Pot roast production went well enough.
I still like my mom’s better, so I guess I’ll have to work on mine.

Move in date has been determined. Now work will be necessary for the
moving. Need to sort bathroom stuff, craft stuff, computer stuff and
kitchen stuff. Also with the packing – both for moving into his house
and for moving to Arizona. Yay for rubbermaid tubs.

Subway work continues well enough. At least don’t hate it as much as I
hated Stride-Rite. I at least LIKE my manager – he does crack my ass up
though. He’s a very…metrosexual type male. Kinda pale, pudgey with a
master’s degree in music education. He’s bizarrely sweet and yet quite
the slave-driver. It is not a combination I’ve ever encountered before.
The rest of the staff is extraordinarily fond of each other, I’m simply
not used to people who work WELL together – especially at such a low
rate of pay.

Note to self:
No matter how tasty last night’s Taco Bell run for bean burritos was,
it isn’t worth the inability to fall asleep, the fucked up dreams or
this morning’s workout discouraging stomachache.

I think this is the best name ever for a city.

I should stop watching bad girly tv.
Like Perfect Proposal.
I think my secret girliness is quickly escaping my control.
I blame the bf. He makes me too damn warm and fuzzy-feeling.

Mmmm…
Trip to Columbus today.

That means:
Fuddrucker’s
Trader Joe’s
Wild Oats
Half-Price Bookstore (to sell three tubs of books and three bags of movies)
and
The North Market.

Ooooo.
And my friend Hooker!
Yay Hooker!

Sometimes
I really miss Columbus.

*****

Edited to add:
I think somewhere along the line I have become an optimist.
Huh.

Well, the good news is I am employed.

The bad news is it’s at Subway, it’s part-time and it only pays $6.50.

The other good news is it is close enough to walk to (as in two blocks)
and they are building a new store that is in the same complex area as
my apartment – so less than 1 block to walk. No gas money goes a long
way to making up for lower pay. If only they had MORE hours.

At least I won’t smell like grease.
Just yeast-y. And like cold cuts. (ewww)
Positively, this won’t make me break out like greasey air does. Though, I’m thinking it might cure my addiction to Subway.

Ironically, the manager, Pete.
He has a master’s degree too.
In music education.
He feels my pain. He also can’t/couldn’t get another job.

He’s the second man to interview me for a job that I’m clearly overqualified for simply because I also have a master’s degree.

My internet access to OSU’s library and all other college-y type stuff ends as of Friday, September 2nd.

I’m terribly sad. No more online journals for me.

First time in 7 years that I won’t have access to science journals to read when I’m interested in them.

Well, this made me feel better.

http://www.venganza.org/

I am probably more than a beat or three behind but it’s still most
amusing and hey, I even emailed Bobby and got a reply – which is more
than I can say for most internet sites that I’m not actually paying
money to.

I really like the store and, were finances not so tight, would
certainly consider such products – if nothing else for the amusement of
what conservative people (aka my family) would say.

Sunburnt and cranky am I.

And still unemployed

How frustrating.