Happy Birthday Colweeny
Sunday, October 23rd was Colleen's 25th birthday... Happy Birthday to her.
I actually made the trek to Akron for the event. We drank beer, ate salads, drank more beer, went out to dinner, visited Cleveland a whole lot, and saw Iron and Wine. We were all sick.
I also went to a class with her while I was in Akron (which I still am in Akron but we will pretend I am in Chicago looking back at my time), called Human Rights and Social Justice. Doesn't it piss you off that we were offered "World Problems" and she got that. Piss. The class that I went to they talked about torture. It was quite interesting and maybe later on I will disclose my thoughts on it.
I have been slowly creeping back in to the social awareness stuff... you may soon witness the soap box again.
I have also been thinking about what I am going to do when I am expected to run 26.2 miles without hardly any training... I guess I will run what I can and walk the rest?
I am sitting at a desk right now in Colleen's room that is situated right in front of a window. The view is country and trees... not a lot of rolling hills but blue sky and tree branches... it's fall... the sun is on my one arm and I am feeling all warm and fuzzy.
I am looking into changing my photo on my myspace profile... if you have a pic of me without Christopher... do you think you could send it to me?
I am not going to read over this before I post... so sorry if there are errors.
The Skinny.
Greetings fellow bloggers, here's what's new in the life of T.
I am training to be a barista. I am actually pretty far and will soon be working the bar. I am consistently steaming good milk and pulling good shots, and most drinks have some decent artwork on them. I am now allowed to work the bar (either position) under supervision. For those of you who do not understand why I am not yet trained to be a real barista, let me break it down quickly. While I have been in and out of coffee shops for a solid 6 years, I have never worked for a company more dedicated to quality (all around). What that translates into is that while I have been at Intelligentsia since March, I have been waiting in line (not so patiently) to get my chance to train with one of our two trainers (who are quite amazing). After all of this training I have to pass the test... and then I am free to make your latte or traditional cappuccino... whichever you prefer.
Chris and I are just friends. The breakup happened some time ago but was too painful to discuss with y'all. We have made some really decent steps as of lately to steady our friendship.
I have moved to Lincoln Square. It is really cute and somewhat comfortable. I am living with Caitlin, who used to work at Intelligentsia and has become a good friend. It is actually much harder now to get to work... suck.
I am still trying to train for the marathon. I feel so guilty about quitting running when I thought my life was falling apart, that I have really messed some progress up. I also stopped fundraising... which really is quite bad come October when I have to pay the $850 that I have not raised.
I once again interviewed for shift lead at Intelligentsia and have once again just missed my chance. I will get there though.
I am missing Athens and Akron desperately. I miss Amy Popp and the Front Room. I want to have pizza and beer at Vaccaro's. I would die to watch the Closer on Monday nights at the Cantoni's. I am really trying my best to make Chicago home... I know I will get there eventually.
I would like to stop being complacent about social justice issues and my faith... if anyone has some suggestions.
