If you haven't watched Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog today is supposedly your last chance. You only have a few hours before the blogs are taken down. (You'll probably be able to find them on youtube, but who knows?)
Last night I started drawing Rich as a Super Hero named Ultra Man. Then I made one of Amanda (Nurse Mandy). She taped them to their bedroom door and told me I should make ones for Nick and I, too. Nick's hero is The Quake, and mine is Fade. My main powers are invisibility and something Amanda named "outwitment."
It was ridiculously hot today. We played Risk, and Rich beat all of our asses once again. Tomorrow I have to work and then we may go over to Lindsay's because the boys want to swim. Monday we're planning to go to the county fair. I think once I ride a Tilt-a-Whirl I'll feel a lot better about life.
This morning I woke up and saw Tallulah hanging, dead, from my door. I started freaking out something fierce, and then I realized upon closer inspection, this was not the case. My cat was in fact sleeping in my desk chair. I immediately woke her up just to make sure she was okay. I looked back at my door and only clothes and towels and my robe were hanging there. I was very relieved, but way too wound up to get back to sleep. I told Tallulah over and over again how glad I was that she was okay, but she, being a cat, said very little.
Today I went with Rich and Amanda to Poughkeepsie. We ran errands and hung out for a bit in Barnes & Noble. I looked at an instructional book and then I ended up buying a self-help book. That's right, I bought a self-help book. I am now one of those people.
Nick was in a good mood today, so we went to Subway and then walked to Joe's house. Joe, unsurprisingly, was not home. I can't believe we've lived here for a month - actually, six weeks - and none of us has seen him. He lives way closer than Lindsay and she's been over twice. Oh, well, maybe someday Joe will decide we're cool enough to hang out with. In the meantime, we have each other.
I'm glad that everything is going so well for Nick right now, but, selfishly, I wish things were going just a little better for me. And I wish they were going better for Amanda and Rich as well. First Rich and Amanda had jobs and Nick and I didn't, now Nick and I have jobs and Amanda and Rich don't. (Mine barely counts since a monkey could do it, but still.) I would like it if all four of us could be employed simultaneously, but so far, that hasn't been the case.
I was allowed to start work on Tuesday. I spent all day doing computer-based training activities that reviewed all the propaganda they had given me ten days earlier. Today I went in and watched training videos for six hours. All of them were designed for the criminally incompetent or for pharmacists. None of them applied to me.
The training videos and materials would have me believe that my new place of employment is super-corporate. But the reality is that the store is like a miniature, ghetto version of a successful pharmacy franchise. In theory, the store has policies, but whenever I'm in the store, they are never actually observed.
In other (unrelated?) news, I've been feeling absolutely terrible lately.
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My first day of work was supposed to be today, but after standing around for half an hour, it was postponed indefinitely. I'm waiting for a call from a manager, but the verdict this morning was that I can't start work until I have a social security card in my hand. This might have been a little easier to deal with had I been told about it when I was hired (10 days ago) or when I was given my schedule (one week ago), but no one bothered to call me in the interim. My outlook about this job is growing increasingly bleak. I left the pharmacy ready to drink bleach, but instead I just chain-smoked cloves on the front porch and made some phone calls. I'm still feeling pretty broken. I may take some extra diazepam tonight.
I'm trying to make the most of my last few days of freedom before I start work. Mostly that means running errands, smoking cloves and writing poems, and slacking off. I've been watching movies and playing games and hanging out with the roommates. It took us three days to play our first game of Risk. Rich wiped out Amanda and Nick. I managed to hang onto one country in Europe, and that was it. Maybe next time we play, I'll be better.
Today I went back to fill out the paperwork for my new job. I guess I passed that drug test, after all! I would be lying if I said I were excited about being a cashier again, but you do what you have to do to pay the bills. If my rent were $100 cheaper, I wouldn't need this job, but it's not, and I do. I might as well make the best of it.
Lindsay came over tonight and we all played Apples to Apples and drank some wine and Mike's hard lemonade. Then I got everyone to play You Don't Know Jack. It was difficult, because everyone in the group, (excluding Amanda, including myself), likes to talk non-stop and so we missed lots of Cookie's instructions and jokes. Then I showed Nick and Lindsay funny exam answers and overheard at the office and then we went through the quotes page archives and got nostalgic. All in all, a good night. Five minutes ago, I was not tired, but now... I am a little sleepy. It is probably the cat's fault.
"Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward." -- Kurt Vonnegut
I have a job interview for tomorrow. It's retail, part-time, very nearby. Hopefully it will go well and provide me some steady income.
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