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...is that an update?
Why yes it is!
I update because there are things afoot in Rosyland. And they are goood things indeed. I've made a significant dent in my credit card debt thanks to moolah from MetLife. I find it amusing that right before I did this, Capital One upped my credit limit by about $1K. I've also been doing my resumes and whatnot. Today, I put in applications at Starbucks and Panera. ...yes, I know, not the grandest of jobs. But Starbucks pays pretty well from what I hear. And as my mom always says, it's easier to find a job when you have a job. I also got a call this evening. From Starbucks. Who wants to talk to me. :D I have to give the store manager a call on Wednesday to set up the interview, since that's the next time she's in. So. Fingers crossed people. Amusingly, mom has suggested that if they ask, I took some time off to work on my writing. She's sly, my mama.
In other family news... Dad has gotten himself a shiny new car thanks to the Clunkers for Cash deal that was going on. His old Green Hornet (a big ole mini-van that was pretty darned near its last leg) has been exchanged for a shiny, blue Chrysler Seabring. He has Sirius radio for a year, and he is really happy. Most likely because he's found the All Bluegrass Channel. XD He's a simple man, my dad.
I'm still knitting... although for some reason, I am having serious difficulties assembling my little stuffed hearts. Something happens when I start sew them up... they become distinctly un-heart shaped. The last one more closely resembled a slightly amorphous kidney bean. *sigh* I'm going to try again. I still have time to reserve a booth for the Fall Festival, and if I can get it going, it'll still work. Mom is talking about doing a caramel apple booth, since the festival is woefully short of food stuffs. We'll see about combining our efforts. Muahaha.
One thing I've been meaning to do... Say, for a moment, that you are a teenager. You want some face time with your Significant Other. Do you...
a.) go to either your or your SO's house and seclude yourself in a den or whatnot for privacy
b.) go to a local hangout (movie theatre, coffee shop, bowling alley) and use the car in a darkened parking lot for a little privacy
c.) go to the local church in BROAD DAYLIGHT and proceed to suck face under the porch in full view of God and anybody who might be passing by.
...if you answered C, you are the local neighborhood teens. Seriously. I. Kid. You. Not. We've found used condoms in the side stairway. The uncomfortable, dank, somewhat grimy side entrance to the basement. ...just... yeah. >.<
And now... for Good Eats and Sex in the Ancient World. mmmm
Why yes it is!
I update because there are things afoot in Rosyland. And they are goood things indeed. I've made a significant dent in my credit card debt thanks to moolah from MetLife. I find it amusing that right before I did this, Capital One upped my credit limit by about $1K. I've also been doing my resumes and whatnot. Today, I put in applications at Starbucks and Panera. ...yes, I know, not the grandest of jobs. But Starbucks pays pretty well from what I hear. And as my mom always says, it's easier to find a job when you have a job. I also got a call this evening. From Starbucks. Who wants to talk to me. :D I have to give the store manager a call on Wednesday to set up the interview, since that's the next time she's in. So. Fingers crossed people. Amusingly, mom has suggested that if they ask, I took some time off to work on my writing. She's sly, my mama.
In other family news... Dad has gotten himself a shiny new car thanks to the Clunkers for Cash deal that was going on. His old Green Hornet (a big ole mini-van that was pretty darned near its last leg) has been exchanged for a shiny, blue Chrysler Seabring. He has Sirius radio for a year, and he is really happy. Most likely because he's found the All Bluegrass Channel. XD He's a simple man, my dad.
I'm still knitting... although for some reason, I am having serious difficulties assembling my little stuffed hearts. Something happens when I start sew them up... they become distinctly un-heart shaped. The last one more closely resembled a slightly amorphous kidney bean. *sigh* I'm going to try again. I still have time to reserve a booth for the Fall Festival, and if I can get it going, it'll still work. Mom is talking about doing a caramel apple booth, since the festival is woefully short of food stuffs. We'll see about combining our efforts. Muahaha.
One thing I've been meaning to do... Say, for a moment, that you are a teenager. You want some face time with your Significant Other. Do you...
a.) go to either your or your SO's house and seclude yourself in a den or whatnot for privacy
b.) go to a local hangout (movie theatre, coffee shop, bowling alley) and use the car in a darkened parking lot for a little privacy
c.) go to the local church in BROAD DAYLIGHT and proceed to suck face under the porch in full view of God and anybody who might be passing by.
...if you answered C, you are the local neighborhood teens. Seriously. I. Kid. You. Not. We've found used condoms in the side stairway. The uncomfortable, dank, somewhat grimy side entrance to the basement. ...just... yeah. >.<
And now... for Good Eats and Sex in the Ancient World. mmmm