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Emaline:
I am part Hawaiian. I say tomayto.

Lunchbox:
Hey Blog thread.
Things been pretty heavy in my head lately. Aside from my laptop dying I have kind of been seeing two boys. This afternoon I told one of these boys that we probably shouldn't see each other any more. This is never fun.
I'm feeding my internet addiction currently at a LAN cafe that smells like every other LAN cafe in the world: like pubescent boys and cheap deodorant. Mmm.

Elizzybeth:
Maybe not every one... the one I frequented in Italy smelled like cigarettes and unwashed Romanian men.

And hi, blog thread,

I can't decide whether or not I really want to put the effort into applying for a shitty retail job somewhere again.  I'll probably be able to work at the Writing Lab on campus starting in January, but evidently they've got a tutor overload and can only hire me for four or five hours per week, about half of what I'd been hoping for.  That plus loans plus whatever my boyfriend makes will technically keep us afloat, financially, but things may be pretty tight.  Plus I would kind of like to get a moped or a cheap used car because the public transportation system shuts down at 9 p.m. here.  But this quarter I have been up until 3 a.m. most mornings studying (including weekends), only going out with friends once a week and watching maybe one TV show a day.  My course load will be slightly lessened next quarter (full time for a graduate student is 8 units; this quarter, I had 14, and next quarter I'll have 12), but I'm not sure I'm willing to give up all of what very little free time I have.

Also, like most college towns, shitty retail jobs are in short supply because college kids are basically free disposable labor--the first month and a half after we moved here, I put in 40-odd applications, went to four interviews, and didn't get any job.  And not having a vehicle works against me, as I can only work within a couple-mile radius (catch-22: no job=no car, no car=no job).  Rumor has it that Albertsons is always hiring, but I don't think it's elitist of me to say that I'd really rather not bag groceries for minimum wage when, in nine months, I will be able to teach freshman composition at my university.

Mostly, though, I just really hate working retail.

Social Bacon:

--- Quote ---tomayto.

--- End quote ---
I say potahtah.
I am also hammered.

Jimmy the Squid:
So today I was at work, my market research career is coming a close (one can only hope) so I've only had a few shifts a week as it is always quiet around this time of year. Anyway, I swung past the big shopping centre/mall thing on the way home because I needed to buy some shampoo and toilet paper. Before I went into the supermarket, some Scottish woman pulled me aside and roped me into doing this blind taste test thing. She asked me a couple of questions about what kind of foods I generally like and then gave me an icecream to eat. Just a vanilla Drumstick, nothing incredible but it was free and it tasted ok so I wasn't displeased. Anyway after I finished it I answered some more questions about the actual ice cream and then she gave me thirty dollars.

I basically live in the best of all possible worlds today. $30 and a free fucking icecream. Sometimes I get really depressed about Things but right now I love my life.

Also I had a huge attack of vertigo this morning. I was sitting on a couch at work before my shift started and whenever I closed my eyes it felt like the room was spinning around really quickly but when I opened my eyes everything seemed to jump from left to right really quickly, like it was vibrating in slow motion. I felt really sick and I spent the whole time clutching the arm of this couch, willing myself not to tip forwards and smack my head on the metal table in front of me. This experience lasted for about ten minutes and I'm a bit worried about it happening again because I honestly think that if I had been standing up or walking about I probably would have just keeled over and felt like I was about to fall into the sky.

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