Everytime someone smiles at me all I see is a chimpanzee begging for it's life.
So, I am not really sure how I am going to avoid ending this summer completely and totally broke. I officially have two jobs and yet I am not working at all. This is worrysom. As much as I would like to spend the summer bumming around the city and decorating my bedroom, I can't really afford to. I really want to be able to work at the bookstore this summer but it's kind of awkward because there are a couple weeks where I will be working every day, and the rest of the time I might not get to work there at all. Can anyone think of another job where I can get more than six hours a week, but also take at least three weeks off over the summer? If so, suggestions are greatly appreciated.
In other news (much less related to real life), it has been a tumultuous week television wise. It is finale season, which gives me mixed feelings. Gilmore Girls is gone forever. Grey's ends tonight. Don't even get me started on the Veronica Mars situation. Even it does get renewed it will be Piz-less, because he will be off wandering around shirtless in Shonda Rhimes-land making out with the chick from Summerland. I find this more upsetting than it has any right to be.
All this is topped off with the fact that I finished watching the second season (and all it's commentaries and special features) and am now in sever withdrawl from The Office. Actually, I am missing the show as a whole but the serious pangs are probably more John Krasinski-related than anything. I am, however, trying to keep firmly in denial about that because my list of fictional boyfriends is long enough as it is. Maybe I'll have to bump someone...
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Feist! Feist! Feist!
P.S. - My list of fictional boyfriends is gargantuan. I'm thinking of having it collated, you know, report-style.
Just whatever you do, don't bump Marcus Flutie!
..Or, you know....do bump him, so then I get him all to myself. : P
My list of fictional boyfriends is actually surprisingly short.
No idea why.
None of them are real enough perhaps?
Marcus Flutie is le excetion, of course.
Pie party was fun! There were goldfish in the waterfall, so Jimmy caught them and took them home. Poor things, in such dirty water. They must've been suffocating.
exception*
Fail on my typing.
You should blog more! (If that's not the pot calling the kettle and whatnot.) Are you free on Monday? I have the WHOLE DAY off. Matt and I have decided we're rallying for Arrested Development. You in?
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