Hello,
The subject line is from one of the greatest albums ever "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot" by Wilco, the song is called "Reservations".
This week was "meh".
Found out at work they are going to put me in charge of the Quality Control team. That is pretty cool. I was thinking of quitting there. But the pain of trying to find another job is just...well, a pain. I make all right money there. Not great, but not bad either. Sadly, the most I've ever got paid at a job I've had. I've had some pretty shit pay jobs. Anyway, I think I'll stick it out, and get back to school. I just hope I don't get George Bailey syndrome(It's A Wonderful Life). Everytime I think about leaving, they move me to something a little bit better there.
Tuesday resulted in some "Asia Plum" sass for Ben. Then at work they had me doing work I usually don't do, so I was bored beyond belief. So I started coming up with ideas for Asia Plum. They were first things to just give Ben crap. Funny ideas. But then I actually started having some (I thought) good ideas for it. Frank keeps saying I should run a campaign, maybe I'll base it on the Asia Plum stuff I thought up.
VIESHA was pretty cool. I was going to go down on Friday and see Valerie down there since she was working security or something. But the movie had gotten out at midnight, and she hadn't called yet. I was really tired so I figured I'd just go home. She called me just as I was falling asleep. She told me where she was, and I had to say that I was at home. I felt like such a jerk, since I said I would be there.
Saturday I was there all day, spent the morning with the Huebner's and then right when I was going to go home, Charlie called and so I stayed on campus. Ran into Carmen there. We hung out the rest of the afternoon. Highlights include...
The little kid that ran over to the fence, dropped his drawers to presumably go to the bathroom. An adult tried to stop him from public nudity, but he was too late.
Trying to avoid two sets of people. Carmen's reaction to seeing one of them was priceless.
Mocking Pete and Tas.
Jeff nailing Charlie straight in the head with the little balsa wood airplane.
We then went to Welch Ave, which was a lot of fun too. Maybe I drank a little too much. But I don't do that too often.
Writing this and listening to music, I just realized I listen to some really depressing and downer music. The lyrics I used as the subject line are pretty depressing, and I was just listening to The Beatles "Yer Blues". Which features such uplifting lyrics as "Yes, I'm lonely, wanna die" and of course this uplifting discourse "Feel so suicidal, even hate my Rock and Roll". Why do I listen to the depressing stuff so much. I think I'm an upbeat kind of guy. Oh well, best not to think of it too much.
That's it this week. Looks like I wrote another novella. Oh well.
