I believe my sneakers are past their prime. In fact, I have no doubt because they have the look of being wet at all times and constantly dampen with very little provocation. I squish around unless I wear my doll shoes, but then I develop blisters. I have a fresh pair today from my jaunt to town for a much needed fax. I hope all goes well with that fax.
I know I’m also late with my posting this time. For the past few days I’ve been fighting with decisions that I hoped I would never have to make, at least not his summer. Alas, we must all grow up and make our own decisions.Mine are in the works, but meanwhile, shit has been hitting the fan at the lodge.
There is a little chomper on the loose at the lodge. The little chomper ate an entire sliced pineapple in one sitting and apparently a box of monster cookies. I secretly applaud you little chomper. You are my hero. Any time a staff meeting must be called to address issues of food stealing I get a good chuckle. I only wish it had been me to polish it off. I definitely don’t need a box of monster cookies, by any means, but pineapple always tastes wonderful. I have my suspicions, but none that can be verified. People here know when to clam up about certain things.
Have you ever gotten so excited about something that you actually can’t sleep? I know people say that all the time, but I’ve never experienced it before last night. Of course, I was cranking out all these job applications and I came across one that just stuck with me. I want it. I shouldn’t, but I do. I told some of my friends about it and they just think it sounds like a horrible way to work, but I just told them it was part of my adventure. I’ll be experiencing something completely out of the blue for me if I take this job. I can only shrug off so many backhanded insults before I move on. Call me a reforming pacifist. I’m going to have my fight and then I’m going to have my adventure. I look forward to updating you on my status, but unfortunately the posting might become a tad more sporadic.
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