
So I got my first check from Department Store O'Doom for actual work there. I have a pretty little blue check for $118 for 14.5 hours of work. Not a lot, but not bad. And that's a short week for me there; most of my checks will be for 24.5 hours of work. It really doesn't seem like a lot of money, but I did the math on a full year of working there and it works out to around 11,500. Add that to what I'm making elsewhere, and we've got over 37,000. And if I work my ass off selling to people until the end of the month, there's a chance I can up my pay there 90 cents an hour. It's no easy task, but it is certainly possible.
However, I have lots of things that I need to have extra money for, like paying my grandma back $1000 for the downpayment on my car, the aformentioned expensive tag, money for all the fucking cute clothes we sell that I want, money to see mountains, money to see oceans, money to see friends get married, money for "future unplanned experiences" for Keaton and I, be they in Tulsa or Aruba and the occasional $200 to throw myself out of a plane.
NOW ELSEWHERE IN MY LIFE...
I spent the weekend getting in a lot of quality time with rarely seen friends. Bryan (from Austin), Jory and Ben (from Minneapolis) by way of Steve (from Ames) came to spend a weekend with Alex and Victoria. Bryan demanded I show up at Casa de Leigh as soon as I got off work Friday night, so off I went in the rain to pet him in their floor and wait for the boys to arrive.
There was lots of hugging, and then some poi spinning by Victoria and Bryan. And then lots of fear when Alex lit his staff on fire and spun it around. It's extremely soothing and entertaining to watch (and hear), but I was way too skittish to take up Alex's offer of a Poi Primer. We hung out for awhile longer before I took Bryan and Jory out at 2am to look for ice cream. This is where things got weird.
The rest of the night involved Jory driving my car through the Taco Bell drive thru asking for a DQ Oreo Blizzard (on purpose) and of Bryan talking me into pressing my boobs up against the frost of an ice cream freezer in a Price Chopper. I ate my ice cream back at Alex's and made it home around 3am very very sleepy.
I joined them again Saturday after work for another splendid Alex meal of steak, corn, rice, rolls, and potato salad. In keeping with the tradition of my dinners with Alex, I had to try potato salad for the first time. Victoria described it as mustard based, which definitely attributed to my iffyness of the item, but it was "okay" and I would probably "eat again" but there was definitely no "A++++" to it. So it goes.
I got to spend more quality french fry time with Jory, Ben and Steve at Denny's around 1am after watching the Incredibles. I love those boys. I've really been missing out.
And aside from working 3 quick hours and totally forgetting about the Dick Dale concert tonight (Sorry Jason! I really wanted to go!!! and dance ;) but I didn't remember until 8:30), I've spent all day in bed with Keaton watching tv and cuddling. Speaking of watching tv and cuddling in bed with the Greatest Boy Ever, I think it's time for more.
I just realized this really had no point, but alas, such is my life. <3
bryan + petting = :)
bryan - petting = :(
You know, I read that last paragraph three times, before I realized that it didn't say "Gayest Boy Ever." I was trying to think of why Keaton would be gay :P
Love ya's!
Daren
Posted by: Daren Darrow at June 17, 2005 09:59 PM