Well, I just got off work. I'm really tired, But I felt like a blog was in order. Have to get up tomorrow at 9, so I'll spare my details (sadly, the devil is always within them). While I type, Tim strums his bass (in his underwear. What's with everyone being in their underwear lately?); it's sounding good. He and Ben have been getting killer good at jamming, and a lot of people have been urging them to go down to the bay in search of fame and fortune...
I still have my heart set there. It's gonna be awhile, but I will get there, one way or the other.
In order to get down there, I will need a skilled job. While Japanese is great, it doesn't really have a standalone job benefit (but will enhance any job application). I'm sold on going to the medical field, and have next semester's plan ready.
This time i'm sticking to it, for sure.
Yesterday I was brutally attacked by a bunch of car salesmen at Mickey's auto in McKinleyville. Those are the people who ripped Evan off when he bought his Honda. I wanted to go in there just to jerk them around a little (since I knew their reputation was bad, I decided to test myself against their ploys. I learned quite a bit). I found cars over there for 10,000$ that sell for 7,000 at places like SweetHeart motors! Crooks, all of them. While I was there, I kept insisting that my budget limit was 8000$, and they finally gave up and slashed prices (all the way up to 12,000$ cars). But they didn't stop bothering me. They kept asking for my phone number, wouldn't let me leave the lot, so on and so forth, so I had to have a big hissy fit. That didn't work. One salesman gave me off to another salesman, so this time I lied and told them I had to leave. I also mentioned that I was looking at ALL the car lots.
Heh, it was kind of cool watching the stress on their faces. Might've been funnier if Erin were there (he's such a salesman. I bet he'd revel in this)
Still, no car. That's ok.
I have the 14th of July set as my date of departure to Utah. Should be great!
On May 1, my mother's birthday, I move to McKinleyville, to a 5 bedroom house. It'll be especially spacey since there's just me, Tim, my dad, and 2 cats. *starts hatching plans on what to do with the other rooms*. Yessssssss...... (*ooh! Gets shivers down spine over the tone of voice*)
In a big "Fuck you!" to the merchandise world, I purchased 2 pairs of pants appraised at $50 for $8.00 a piece. Gottschalks is having a clearance, and boy you can believe I was hopping all over that one (I bet frugal Paul and brand-conscious Erin will both be pleased), what with "operation wardrobe overhaul". Gottschalks took a net loss selling me these pants. Score one for the asian clothing workers! Or something. I just hope those asian people get paid a decent wage, and, if not, at least they can take comfort that their pants were sold at the value that they're worth.
Today's the first week of the month at WinCo, so that means I have to bust butt. My feet ache, but I'm feeling good. I think that what bothers me most about the first of the week is not how hard the work is, but how long it takes to get done (typically I'm done with 7 minutes to spare. No free time for Darrel :( ). Oh well. But not Oh well! Because I feel that I need to take the next step in life, I'm working on working at Mad River Hospital as a patient admitter. That means that I fill in all the info (name, address, ailment/trauma, credit card #, etc.), and have plenty of free time. What's great is that I'll be getting paid more money -- about 15$/hr -- to do less work (more study time!). I hear they're understaffed, and what with my dad being the #3 man of the hospital, I think I could sink this in.
Apparently Jamie visited WinCo today. I didn't really know what to do, as well as I had too much to do (aforementioned first week of the month). So I just went on my merry little way. I wonder what she wants... dagummit! And I finally have stopped thinking about her for the past 2-3 weeks...
I wonder what she wants.
Anyway, I have to go to bed! Tim has a job (making 10$/hr -> 40 hours/wk) so he has to get up early as well.
Haiku link time! Yehaw!
D.
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