heaven help, if there is one

Todaylist 05/23/10:
-first day of work! super fun. seven hours. sixteen customers. that constitutes a busy day. but at least I get paid $7.25 an hour! times sure have changed since six bucks at Vans, y'all. now we might really be able to go to New York in July.
-sitting around drinking Arnold Palmers

As for yesterday, I did in fact move out of my RVA apartment. It was every bit as bittersweet as I thought it'd be - couldn't really sleep and got about five hours before I had to get back up and start cleaning again. The fact that I'm really done with Richmond still hasn't quite hit me yet, possibly because I'm still not 100% that UVA won't see this semester's grades and say they'd really rather not. Like I've said before, I'm not sure that it will until I'm looking at the Lawn rather than Monroe Park. I don't want to get too sentimental too soon, but I would definitely say that this has easily been the most beautiful, surreal, infuriating, incredible year of my life, and I'm heartbroken to see it go. I've said a lot about it not ending quite like I'd have liked it to, but that's not entirely true. The problem, I suppose, is that how I've been seeing this has been warped by how fuck-all badly something in particular went; I've finally gotten to the point where I'm not sad or bitter, not really even angry, I just really miss my friend. It's like when someone dies, and you see something or hear something that reminds you of them, a joke you had, or something that would make them laugh, and when you go to tell them, you realize that they're gone. Also the grades thing, but considerably less so. Either way, it's all my fault. I don't know how to segue out of this, so....

Here, children, is why I've been craving waffles. Tomorrow morning, it's fuckin' happening.


Side note: re-falling in love with this show has reminded me why I'm going into television.

bitch, please. she gave me her keys.

"does your diet consist solely of coke zero and gum?"

Today, I moved out of my apartment in Richmond. That means that unless the five-percent-possible Really Bad Thing happens, I'm finally done with the river city. I'll write more about it when it doesn't come out so sappy.

and my legs aren't structurally sound!

I'll be doing paperwork, getting ready to go to Richmond, and then actually going to Richmond for the rest of the day, so I probably won't remember to do anything with this tonight. That said, in order to be able to say that I didn't fuck up the project until at least the second week, and since I haven't yet done anything of import today, here's something fun! Please to enjoy.

which other rubes are ridin' hot shot, sugar?

"all we need to figure out is who looks better in a jumpsuit."

Todaylist, 05/20/10
-got a job! I'll be selling high-end shampoo and other such salon products all summer. I'll also be wearing black all summer, though considerably more attractive blacks than TheatreVCU wanted, which means SEXY NEW WAAAAAAARDROOOOOOOBE!
-more laundry, and trying to figure out how to split my clothes (and other fun things) between two houses. that's something I sure didn't miss.
-dance concert with Ian. hungry, punchy, and confused as I was, I pretty much Statler-and-Waldorfed the whole goddamn thing. so much for trying to appreciate dance.

Now I'm trying to psych myself out for a full night of HOT CLEANING ACTION tomorrow in the River City, while Fancy's out doing God knows what with I know who. Something about it's not OK, but where the blame lies boggles the mind. I suppose it's more important that he's got a nice friend that'll make his first year a whole lot less difficult than it should be, you know? Still, I guess I'm...I don't know...a little hurt by the whole thing. I guess it's always gonna be messy now.
I just really hope they still let me come to Charlottesville in August. After all I've done, it would ten times harder to come back than it ever was to leave.

steady as she goes

"a bed to be made...and a maid to be bedded!"

Todaylist, 05/19/10:
-laundry
-college related ass savin'. if nothing else, they know I mean fucking business.

-job interview part deux: went well! the manager wants me to come in tomorrow in their dress code, which is black clothes and full makeup, before she commits to me. I don't wear makeup, y'all. this could get interesting.
-Fancy came by and we went on a lovely jaunt through lovely Ghent. discussed the Hatfield-McCoy standoff, which just got a new, triflin' level added to it. as per usual, Hatfield is the only active participant.
-MST3K on YouTube. haaaaaay! I'm basically on the kick from hell right now, and luckily, MSTies are computer proficient.

Thoughts I had and probably shouldn't tell anyone about but I thought were funny so I'm gonna do it anyway:
-funny enough, the thing I regret most about shagging a conservative is not that I did it (I'm actually really pleased with that decision), but rather that I forgot to ask him mid-coitus to "drill, baby, drill".
-my physical appearance and social skills totally betray what an unbelievable nerd I really am. Jesus, can someone just ship me back to 1989 already?

we got ideas. to us, that's dear.

'Sup bitches?
I know, I know, I've got a Tumblr, and yes, it too is happy and fun. But I thought it might be nice to have a blog, too - if you've so much as been in a confined space with me, you're all too aware of my tendency to run off at the mouth, and Tumblr is really more for blurbs and pictures. That aside, I do have a legit reason for this tomfoolery. Since I really don't foresee a whole lot of productivity happening this summer, I thought I'd embark on a little project! I'm going to try, come hook, crook, hell, and high water, to write a little something every day this summer. Whether it's a little write-up of all the hideous, sexy debauchery I got myself into that day (read: hot reading action!), actual fictional writing, my manifesto, whatever, I'm going to write. After all, that's kind of the line of work I'm angling at. If I'm good at this, and I haven't moved on to my newest shiny thing once school starts up again, I might actually continue. I know - me, STICKING with something? Shock and awe! But seriously. This could be fun. Tedious, tooth-pulling fun.

A side note: I sense your worry, so yes, I will be maintaining the Tumblr while I'm doing whatever the hell it is I've got planned for this New Fun Thing. No need for all two of you that pay attention to things I do on the internet to be bereft of the song posts, screencaps, and YouTube madness that have all become my bread and butter. God knows we all need more bizarre, dry songs and bizarre, dry comedy in our lives.