Packing.
Yesterday someone tried to scam me... again. They try to be quick and confuse you... I am on to them. Anyway, this guy tried to trick me into giving him money out of the register. How do you really deal with that in a loving way? I just got really cold and hardly responsive. I wanted him to know that I would not be duped, but I was trying my best to not be cruel as well.
I am packing right now. Moving is next week, and I am so overwhelmed. Anyone else sick of moving every 6 months? I am moving to Lincoln Square which is a super cute neighborhood north west of where I am now. It's much farther away from work and I will have to figure out the commute, but I will be much safer now. I am moving in with my friend Caitlin who is allergic to peanuts... so goodbye sweet sweet pb&Js.
Colleen, will you send me sources on the coke deal.
GIVE ME MONEY! LINK TO MARATHON GIVING ON THE RIGHT! PLLLEEEAASSSEEE!
Suggestions?
My birthday was on last Friday, and my friends here did a pretty good job at creating a good time. It was low key and this was the first time in a long time that I didn't make a big deal about my day. Anyway, because Mae is a genius I have stolen her idea of making a list of 24 things to do when I am 24. I need some help. I got to #8 and kind of froze. It's hard to make a list of realistic goals that not only do I really want to live up to, but are able to and will be motivated enough to see out. I need your help. Give me some ideas!
Does anyone have any quarters?
My laundry situation is getting out of hand! I keep telling myself that I am going to do it at different times, but it's just not happening. Tomorrow I have the day off, but I am going to China Town... which will hopefully turn out to be more fun than laundry.
Colleen, are we ever going to talk again? I miss you friend. I hate Bangs and paint-balling for stealing you.
Miss Popp, we are also seemingly never going to talk again too... I hate this 9-5 business.
Also, if anyone does have some spare change, I could use it towards raising money for my marathon... not laundry. Thank you Amy for your graciousness.
My Action Film
I have spoken with some of you about the recent attacks in my neighborhood. I was updated yesterday that there have been 8 since a month that starts with M (March or May... I don't remember). So I have been super alert on my late walks home and have thought about purchasing some pepper spray. I think someone suggested that I just put Lysol in my purse. This being the case, I have found more comfort in my reluctant move. I am moving quite a hike away from both jobs, and have been feeling a little sad... plus I think I have liked my neighborhood.
If the attacks weren't enough, think the events of the last couple of days may be making me anxious to get the hell out.
On Wednesday night some people from work went out. We were all having fun, making conversation, and were all a little annoyed with the crappy bands on stage. All of a sudden the singer of one the bands said "NO FIGHTING!" Then we saw the fight. Neither person got a really good hit at the person, but it was a small bar and they were struggling so hard to get at each other, that it all felt a little unsafe. We all stepped back and waited for it to cool off. It was weird and a little ridiculous especially when the little blonde girl (who had nothing to do with anything) threw out the N word. I forgot the fight even happened until yesterday when something a little more dramatic happened...
I was at work and going on my break. I was just hanging out at the counter when all of us noticed some folks on our patio standing up and looking at something. Instinctively I walked outside to check it out and witness a guy being chased, trying to get in a cab to escape his pursuer, and a man pull out a gun and point it at the guy who is ducking into the cab. Honestly I was quite afraid, so I ran inside, aimlessly said "There's a guy with a gun," and my ASM said "Call 911." She went outside then and saw some more of the events unfold as I called 911. When I got off the phone I was standing there with a coworker when we heard a gunshot. The rest of what happened is really irrelevant...
The good news is that the gun that I saw being pointed at someone was being pointed by either an undercover or off duty cop. Also, the news is that nobody was hurt...
September 1st cannot come fast enough.
Back to the Basics.
So, running. I am going to try and be back on track now. To really make my goal I am going to have to be training really hard. The weeks of sadness really put a dent in all of my progress.
I got a hair cut today... it's mostly the same just a lot shorter again. It seems like nobody has noticed... which makes me think that they did notice, but didn't like it, so chose not to say anything. I am a little insecure.
Being back at work is good. I really enjoy being back with the people that I see everyday. I am not all that thrilled about being back in an environment that breeds sexual harassment though... that sounds scarier than it is. It just gets tiresome when people are making comments about your looks everyday.
Life is ok.
I am myself again.
This all sounds so dramatic.
Vacation is officially over.
I just got back to Chi-town (what?) from my fabu vacation in Ohio... y'all know where I was, you were there too (at least some of you). A few highlights from the trip include:
1.) Butterbeer, stuffed meatloaf, and stuffed salmon (Athens). (Mom and Shawana)
2.) Hanging out with the baby Ella (Athens). (Lauren)
3.) The flirty boy at Donkey (Athens).
4.) pool, hiking, climbling, and running (Akron).
5.) Matinee, Matinee, Vaccarro's, Matinee, Matinee, Thursdays (Akron). (All the Akron folk)
6.)bloody hand, Rowandun, and something about a bruised butt, and Jakes (Bangs).
7.) oh You know...
8.) Collweeny!
I also bought a new phone and signed my title over! I understand that half of you do not understand this list, and that's ok because the stories would probably be boring to you anyway... this is more like a thank you card to everyone who made my vacation special!
