Hyper Little Thoughts

Another great song. I've officially decided that my life is one big soundtrack. Every scene has its own track, and my head is always full of music. That makes me sound a little crazy. Oh well.

Work last night. Kicked. My. Ass. I'm still sore, and it hurts to stand for more than 2 minutes at a time. Which makes me wonder how I'm going to finish my 10 hour shift tonight. Last night was a wedding. And you know it's an omen when the bride shows up holding a Heiniken. I think when we counted at the end of last night, we had gone through 4 cases of red wine, two cases of white wine, two cases of Absolute, two cases of Jack, and all total about 14 cases of beer. Which, okay, that's not a *lot* for a big wedding. But the guest count last night? 87 people. Only 80 of which showed up. You know you've been in the bizz too long when a 70-something year old woman gets out on the dance floor and starts cutting a rug, her first move being to unstrap her braw and throw it at the band, and all you can think is "Just another night of work". It also didn't help that we were short-staffed. Literally, there were three of us plus a supervisor, bartender, and chef. And I'm not even going to explain why there's a welt on my ass and no tip to show for it.

Work tonight? At the same venue. It's not a hard venue to work, pending on guest count of course, but the kitchen is like a block away from the dining room (I exagerate, but towards the end of the night it *feels* like it is) and it's a pain in the ass to break down at the end of the night. There's two kitchens on two levels with two bars (sometimes three or four) in the same general areas. You figure it takes at least a half hour to break down each bar, and the kitchen staff *usually* breaks down the kitchens, and then about 45 min to an hour to break down the dining room and then another half hour - 45 min to get the truck all loaded. The end of the night? Feels like an eternity. Fortunetely, tonight I'm leaving early. Because I've still got about 400 pages to read for tomorrow, finish my IRB form for cleland, finish my part of the history presentation, and figure out what I'm wearing tomorrow night. Also, dishes, trash, and picking up the apartment. And getting a leg up on this proposal.

*sigh*

Wish I could skate away...

God I'm a moron.

I checked some stuff this morning before my class, and saved a few things on my flash drive while using a computer in the lab. Yeah - left the flash drive behind and didn't realize it until about 8 hours later. Naturally now that I've come all the way back to retrieve it - gone. I've already asked the people to ask about it being turned in, and what do you know? No one turned it in. Right, because the yuppies at this school can't afford one of their own? Whatever. So now I'm out $60, out a flash drive, and more importantly, all the work I've done in the last year. Everything. GONE.

Thank god for technology - at one time or another, I've emailed nearly everything to someone or recieved it from someone, so checking back through my Sent folders and checking my filters and everything, it looks like I have everything. The only problem is that I started using the flash drive for everything because this fucking computer has a habit of randomly crashing and deleting files (What, a Dell? Say it ain't so! *rolls eyes*). So now I'm afraid everything is going to be lost again. Which means to be *really* smart I should get another flash drive - but who the hell's got that kind of money right now? I sure as hell don't.

Stupid life. *kicks it*

Okay, I'm off to finish researching for this presentation. We'll see how that goes. I'm looking forward to making dinner, though. I baked some pumpkin bread this afternoon (which made the apartment smell HEAVENLY), and for dinner I'm making Chipped Beef on Toast circa my mum. I'm rediculously excited about it. Also - as a side note. Is it wierd that eating only a slice of bread today has made me feel full all day long? Ah well, I'm not worried.

The party was moved from this monday to next monday at the last minute. Next monday is also the night I have to give my history presentation at 7:30 with a meeting with my group from 5 - 5:45 and class lecture from 5:45-7:30. When is the special VIP reception at Gentry, you ask? From 5-7. Damn my luck.

I've figured out a way to be in both places, though - I just won't be able to drink, which is sad because it's an open bar, but is good because like I need another night of drunken fun, right? I'll have the meeting with my group memebers at 5:00 and wrap that up by 5:30 at the latest, skip the lecture and fly back to my neighborhood in time to catch a couple acts, make an appearance, have some food and at most ONE beer. I can leave there at 7 and get back to school at 7:30, give my presentation, and pack it back to Gentry after I'm finished.


You know - it's not easy being popular :)

Yesterday I worked in Mundelien. It was actually a pretty good shift. Why? Because they had me bartending. *whoot* I likes it very much. Although, like Fernando said - isn't that kind of like putting the elephant in charge of the penuts? Anyway, it made the work day go by so much faster. The only problem was that it was kind of a kids event, so I had to keep making kiddy coctails. Which also meant I only made $2 in tips. Children are cheap like that.

Today I work again, from 2 - ?. I was just looking over my book for this week, and holy crap am I going to be freaking busy. Tonight I have to read about 100p for History tomorrow, and do my stats homework. Tomorrow I have stats in the morning, research all afternoon, a discussion post for history & systems, history from 5-9, and the Gentry party from 9-whenever. Tuesday I have H&S directly followed by Ab. Psych, which I still have to read 5 chapters for both classes, and then I have reading and research all afternoon to do, and at some point I need to flesh out my IRB form and get it sent to Dr. Cleland. Tuesday night I have to work. Wednesday, stats, research, and work. Thursday, H&S and Ab. Psych and work, Friday - Sunday I work. *whimper* And somewhere in between these days I need to get my loan stuff straightened out, and get my insurance stuff straightened out, and figure out how I'm going to pay bills this month.

So now I have just enough time to run home, throw on my work clothes, and get to work. I'm taking some homework with me, just in case I get some down time.

Love you all.

Erm...

Went out last night to listen to Alma at Gentry. Fernando was there. I was naughty.

We stayed at Gentry till last call (mind you, I told him I needed to go home because I have class on Mondays all day), afterwhich he dragged me to Roscoes where we made last call there. By this time I was a)feeling no pain, and b) pretty over getting home at a decent hour. So I agreed to head to Charlie's - it's open till 4. Wound up bumping into some guys from work, and we danced for quite a while (the bastards kept refilling my drink). At some point, I turned around and Fernando was making out with some guy, and I turned around again and they were heading out the door. Not too long later, Greg wound up leaving with someone, and then there was only me and Trey and Jarred left. The next thing I know, I'm dancing with this buff guy who says he's from Hawaii. We talk for a bit, and I find out the guy's a Marine! Who works on a submarine, and he's on leave. So we wind up talking and dancing until Charlie's closed, and then...

Well, I'll spare the details. But I will say this - I got about a half an hour of sleep.

On a related note - four different people thoughout the night last night asked how long me and Fernando had been together. Meaning how long we've been a couple. And Fernando says there's a few other people that have asked him before. I just think it's funny that I've known him all of three weeks, and people mistake us for a couple. Hrmmm...

okay, I'm late for a study group meeting, but I wanted to breeze by and say 'ello' after posting L2bL.

i know i'm ignoring LJ right now, but a bunch of shit is going on and i really just don't have time for anything at the moment. it's getting bad enough that i almost have to pencil in showering to my schedules.

i'll get to emails and comments and whatnot hopefully friday.

i'm not dead!

Okay, so today was my first day (and by day I mean my first class, roughly 1.5 hours. heh). My class this morning was Statistics II. I definetely don't want to jinx myself or anything, but I'm thinking this will be my easier class! a)we covered all of this stuff in Research II last year - the sylabus looks exactly the same - so I've got the notes, handouts, and quizes to majorly help me out if I get stuck. b)she gives us the lecture notes, so we don't even have to take notes. I was worried about this class being the hardest, and it looks like it's just going to be a review class for me.

I just turned in my independent study stuff, and it turns out that I can take it as my experiential. For any DePaul people, you know what that means - *whoot*.

I got to see a bunch of friends that I haven't for a really long time, which makes me uber happy.

so now for home and lunch!

Hey everyone. I'm updating Learn to be Lonely today with Chapter 9 and a note about future updates. As some of you know, I start back to school tomorrow. It's my last year, and I'm taking a pretty heavy course load (20 hours), which means all my attention needs to be focused there. What that means in regards to L2bL or any other possible fics is that I'm not going to be able to update as frequently or regularily as I'd like. I'm not going to put this on hiatus, because I am still working on it and I don't want to abandon it, but I want you to know chapters will probably be few and far between, and to hang in there with me and I'll try and update when I can.

That said, on with the chapter!

Title: Learn to be Lonely Chapter 9/?
Author: chocgood84
Rating: NC-17 for brief violence and sexual content
Pairing: BtVS Spike/Xander
Author’s Note: Yes, I am aware that the timeline is a little screwed up and that Giles didn’t own the Magic Box until after Adam and after Dawn arrived. But in my reality, who’s Dawn? Adam what? Also, a huge spanking thanks to kitty_poker1 for being my official L2BL beta.
Disclaimer: These character’s aren’t mine, never were; I don’t get any profit for this hobby, so don’t sue – Thanks.
Warning: Brief violence, nudity, and hetero and homo sexual content and situations. And some h0t man-luvin.
Previous parts can be found here.

( Chapter 9 )

God I love the end of summer. Perhaps because it's my least favorite season, or because it means people are out like crazy, or because it means it's finally safe to go out of your house without fear of being run over by a roller blader. Anyway, this weekend is Labor Day weekend which means it's the kick off for another school year (my last one!), the cue for the sun to turn down it's dial, and that it's *almost* time to break out my autumn wardrobe, which as always has be ecstatic.

Aside from that, though, I think it's really neat to see how my school's campus has blossomed. Last week at this time of day, I saw three other people in here. Today, I could hardly find a place to sit. Not that I'm happy about *that* because let's face it - I'm not the most patient person in the world. But just because the place doesn't seem so deserted and lonely. Hrmm...projection much?

Anyway, I'm about to take off. Need to go home and make some lunch. Then it's me being in a cleaning frenzy. I'm cleaning out my CDs and getting rid of what I don't like anymore. Then it's me hitting the closet. Some of this stuff has *got* to go. I mean, honestly. I'm even making myself get rid of *gasp* a pair of shoes. Well, we'll see how that goes, yeah? And then it's tackling the bathroom because, hello, guy here. Or more accurately, a gay guy. I've got the products and messiness of a girl, and the somewhat-grossness of a guy. It's hybrid messiness. No good. I also need to get my desk and files organized, go through my cupboards and movies and clean out some stuff. That's right, folks. Fall cleaning is here. *squee*

*ahem*

We'll see how much actually gets done before I get bored and give up, giving in to the urge to watch Golden Girls.

So, just got an email from Dr. Cleland, the prof. that's sponsering and advising my research study. He's working on another project at the moment, and he wanted to know if I could help. As in - he specifically asked *me* to help. It's only about 10 hours, paying $10 an hour, but hey! That's research experience to add to my portfolio. It's also another hundred bucks that could potentially help claw myself out of the poor house. And really? Brad's a happier camper (any gay jokes and I'll have to hurt someone) when he's got some money to burn and all of his bills paid. Yes, yes he is.

As for the other thing, the post from yesterday, I was just reading it and damned if I don't sound like a lifetime movie. I'm suprisingly not that upset over it. Just, ironically, suprised. So don't anyone be all sad for me, because if anything this helps me. I was thinking about it last night, and I realized that despite all of that which I didn't know, I've still lived the last two years to the best of my ability, and I've grown because of it. Knowing the truth doesn't make any of that less real. So in the end, yeah I kinda got the raw deal, but I'm better off for it. And there endeth the lesson (guess who's been watching S7 again?). That's all I really have to say about him, the situation, or any of the events surrounding it.

Front page news today is that I start school in a week, and I'm way overexcited. I got all giddy the other day while I was going through and tabbing and organizing my binders and files and bookshelves getting everythign ready. I bought a few of my books already, and I've nearly finished one of the history ones (Black Death: The Great Mortality of 1348-1350 by John Alberth). I'm really kind of psyched about my Medieval people class. Except for one thing: for whatever reason, when remembering how much I liked my Middle Ages class in high school, I completely forgot that at least 60% of the events in the Middle Ages happened to be about the Rise of Christianity. Which I could happily live the rest of my life and never hear about it again. Ah well - at least I'm primed for it.

And today's back story is: I'm fucking tired. I couldn't sleep last night (go figure, with all that on my mind) and I finally dozed off around 4ish. I had to be up at 6 to get ready for work. My body is temporarily fucked up because Sunday I didn't go to bed until the sun was coming up, and today I had to get up while it was still dark out. So right now, I'm going home to collapse on the bed and not move again until I have to go to work tomorrow afternoon. Have I mentioned that I'm trying to make as much money as possible?