starting to work out

in new apartment!
on new internet that i set up myself!
watching the office online because i don't have a tv or cable yet!
sleeping on egg crate mat because i don't have my bed yet!
starting new job tomorrow!
ironed my pants!
excited about life a bit!
drama seems to be calming!
excitement!

apartment

I'm entering panic mode. I need an apartment or a freaking place to live. Anyone (Keeley, KJW) know of a place? I've been hunting, filling out applications etc. its draining and I feel like a bum sleeping on couches when I'm going to be working an actual full time job. Yikes. I should hear tomorrow if I got the place that I really want. I BETTER hear tomorrow, either that or I answer one of the many ads on Craigslist for the 28 year old men who need room mates. They couldn't be that bad ... right? This is what I've come to ...

woops

I highly doubt that anyone reads this anymore. even keels? in any case. i did the camp thing, got home end of august, did the unemployed thing for about a month. went to all corners of the state and visited people, was in a wedding, loathed myself for being unemployed, played wizard staff, met boys, it was cool. then (as of Tuesday of last) I because employed again! Hooray! So starting next wednesday, I will be an employee of someone. More specifically I will be an administrative assistant for a CPA firm in Bellingham. Yes, my dear sweet Bellingham will be my home again. I'm anxiously awaiting the call from a landlord that I have a place to live. Everyone cross their fingers for me that I actually got that place. Other than that, not really anything is going on. Got a job, back in the work force, life is changing, its all very big time! Don't know how I'm going to cope. I guess we will see. Perhaps lots of angsty blogs will start popping up once I have a home with internet access ... or when I start using Rachel's computer while I stay with her ... we will see. Ok, thats all.

Olympics

The olympics are just around the corner and they mark four years of relatively low amounts of crying at sports. Thats almost the truth considering that I cry at NFL montages, commercials, anything involving troops, and throw improbably sport victories in there and I'm practically a basket case. Well I opened today so I had some time to read the news. Here is my teary eyed moment of the morning:

Dara Torres' eyes were watery and not from just having climbed out of the pool. She was crying at the cheers from 13,247 fans who saw the 41-year-old mother complete her improbable Olympic comeback.
Torres became the oldest American swimmer ever on an Olympic team. She'll be the oldest female swimmer at the Games since 44-year-old Brenda Holmes of Canada in 1972.
After the race, Torres' cell phone was clogged with 115 messages, texts and calls

Yes, I was a basket case.

uhh

camp has sucked all my free time. this was my horoscope:

You shouldn't expect to make very much progress in anything today

It's extrodinarily accurate.

Shower

I have not taken a shower today, and no one gives too shits about it. Blam, working at summer camp is fun.

Camp update

Camp thus far has still been busy. Lots of oreientation and learning how to do everything. It's fun to be meeting so many new people and making connections with the people that I work with and live with and everything.

I'm starting to have concerns about the food situation. It is fried, greasy, cheesey and just plain made for kids. I find myself eating a salad at every meal ... with the greasey cheesey pasta with eight types of meat and whatnot, it's going to be a problem. Yesterday we went to this girls camp down the street called Romaca, which is affectionately called HO-maca by all the female staff of my camp. It's very odd how the directors of each camp whore their staff out to each other because they become so deprived of the opposite sex. It was funny to watch (especially the younger guys) run around after the girls and put on shit tons of cologne and try to impress them. The girls and me just sat around and talked about how their dining room was sub-par to ours, there was not enough food, they were mean, and just in general how our camp is much better. Clearly having a staff of about 200 here right now and around 20-25 of them being women is pretty good odds. Not to mention that of those 20-25 women they are either way out of the age range of the people here, married, have children, or are dating one of the guys that are already here. Its a perk. And I just found out that HO-maca is coming HERE for dinner which kinda sucks because now I feel social pressure to dress up in somewhat decent clothes. Lame.

OH, another perk of this job, I can not shower, wear gym clothes, and its perfectly fine and even encouraged. Some of the highest ranking people wear shitty gym clothes that are ripped and paint splattered and no one cares! Plus once the kids get here we have shirts assigned so we only have to worry about pants.

Ok, not much else is going on in life. We have been going out a lot and I'm tired! I have turned into a big dull dud in my old age. Ok, more news later.