Correction

Ok, so I was reading my comments from my last post, and then re-reading my last post, and I realized my error. I meant to get Heather's attention. So, for the record, Attn: Heather aka HeMo, this is for you. The drummer from this band Traced Image, Josh, or Batman as he also introduced himself as, was wearing a batman shirt while playing. It was pretty sweet, so I thought you would think it was cool. There, are we all straight now? The drummer was not named Heather. Also for the record, I do suspect that seeing a bat-dino shirt on anyone other than my Heather friend would be weirded-out worthy.

Oh, and day 2 was pretty much just as amazing as day 1 at Staples, so I am just pretty much amazing. It wasn't a fluke. You can all applaud me at any time.

"That was easy" - Staples easy button

Ok, I don't have much time and I am horrible at this coming to the library thing, but here I am. I do indeed have a job. Celebrate with me folks. I have a job! I started today, it was pretty dandy. I work at Staples. I get to wear a cool red shirt. Yup, pretty sweet eh? (don't answer that). I am actually pretty impressed with myself. The girl training me said I am the fastest learner she's had out of her like 15 trainees, so that was cool. And I got on till today, and usually that would be like shift #4, so I am pretty much amazing. Don't you forget it. I guess that is about it for news.

Oh, I did go to a sweet concert last night. I got to see Kutless, they're awesome! And then some other bands who were also pretty sweet. Heather, the drummer from a band called traced image was wearing a batman shirt, it was pretty much the coolest thing ever. Yeah, we're tight now, me and batman... Oh yeah...Then I got "lost" and by lost I mean drove in a huge circle around the entire city of Edmonton, trying to drive Tammy home, and I didn't actually get back to my lovely little home in Camrose till like 2:30am, sick monkey. Anyhoo, I guess that's really about it. Later ya'll.

Job Getting and Home Missing

Job searching has to be the worst past-time ever! It makes you tired and grumpy, not to mention annoyed and really not wanting any of the jobs for which you have just applied. Then, once the resume handing out is over it is all a waiting game. Wait? I don't want to wait. I am not patient, nor do I want to wait to find out if I have a job. Just look at my resume, realize that I am freakin amazing and hire me! I mean how hard is that? Then there are the people who will hire you, but you're dumb and decide to wait to see if this other job comes up which pays better and has regular hours. Then they kinda screw you around and won't deicde if you're hired or not. I mean really, go back to my statement about looking at my resume, seeing how amazing I am, and hiring me! I shouldn't be this hard really. I expect to leave my little life behind for a week and come back to find a job waiting for me, is that too much to ask? Then, with the leaving said little life behind for a week, I come home to discover that I actually miss Saskatoon more than I think I do. I mean why am I living in Camrose again this year anyways? What does Camrose have that Saskatoon doesn't? Not a whole lot. It is close to Edmonton and the friends I have there, but I have friends in Saskatoon and family too, so shouldn't that win out? Apparently not. I choose to live in a 2 bedroom basement suite, with 2 other girls... do the math.. that means I have a roommate roommate. I guess it isn't so bad. I love my roomates, and I love Camrose. I just don't love how far away it is from my other life and the people in Saskatoon whom I love also. For the record, I will be back in Camrose within the next few days, hopefully startnig a job sometime soon, and getting back to the game of life I am now part of.

Let's play a game... it's called life

Ok, so I will now take the time to write the rant that was lost and maybe add a few details about the past week.

Why does no one ever mention that moving out is so hard? I mean I suppose moving out is the easy part. Moving IN, now that is where it gets difficult. Try fitting 3 girls and all their stuff into a 2 bedroom basement suite. it isn't like this place is huge or anything either. I have decided the correct word may be "crampacted". Yes, we are "crampacted" into our house. Don't get me worng, I do like it. I don't so much like the part about sharing a shower with the people upstairs, due to the fact that there is a major leakage problem in theirs. But other than that, it is ok. Now, grocery shopping. That is the tough stuff right there. What the heck are you supposed to buy when you have nothing?! I mean, where do you start? I'll tell you. You start by going to Superstore for like an hour and a half, only to leave with $60 less in your bank and 3 bags in your hands. LAME!! Then I went home and realized that I barely had enough to make a full meal. Who ever thought that one day you'd have to go out and buy all of the things that are just there? Flour, sugar, bakingsoda.. and powder, vanilla, milk, eggs, and the list goes on. I tell you, enjoy the parental shopping as long as you can. I now have an understanding as to why people wait until the are married to move out. They never have to buy anything. All basics are provided by the people they invite to their wedding. They don't even have to think about cookie sheets or muffin tins. they get pots and pans and utensils of all varieties. Take this into consideration folks... these people, they've got it figured out. As for the rest of us, well it's too late now. It's time to enjoy the single, free life and take it all in stride.

Well, that is similar, but not exact of what I had before. I think my last one was better. I have to go because this public computer is kicking me off. Oh, public computers, another rant for another day.

my wee update of sorts

I know, I know, I need to post something about my new home and moving in and the wonders and stresses and all that is involved. I have a story for you. I wrote one. Yup, that's right. I did it already. I had an amazing rant about how this week has been, and do you know where it is? No? Cool, me neither. So, I am tired and lazy and I am not writing it again, at least not right now. I have no internet because apparently you need some credit rating or something, and I don't have one yet. I do have a cute little place to call home though. I will be spending a lot of time at the library potentially... and by potentially I mean, we'll see what happens. Maybe I will write said missing rant again someday. Until then, ciao.