My mother and sister are coming to visit for the weekend. I let you know how I survive.


It was so effing hot today, or as the weather channel likes to say, "unseasonably warm", but you know they really want to say "so effing hot". I was in the fitting room today at Old Navy and it was worse than effing hot. It was skin-melting hot and it smelled like sweaty feet. I really enjoyed myself though dispite the circumstances. I would rather work there than on the floor. I hate myself when I have to fold item of clothing after item of clothing just to have it all messed up again. Processing aka folding clothes in the fitting room was much more rewarding. I knew it was going to get messed up as soon as it was put back out on the floor but I didn't actually have to witness it.

Just so you know, I'm looking for another job. Perhaps at a hotel or something.

I have to share a very good reason to not like Andrea. A couple actually. Here it goes:

1) She threw away our cable bill. We tend to get mail for Shabaun and Mariana still, and rather than calling them to let them know, she just throws it away. Even if it's obviously a bill. What a bitch. Anyway- before I came home for the weekend, I left it on the table, and when I came back it was gone. Ashley and Allison never deal with the mail and had no idea where it was when I asked them, so I left a note on our fridge. Allison asked Andrea if she knew where it was and she just shrugged, so I was like- "It was here when I left", and then Allison jokingly said, "It was Andrea!!" and Andrea was like, "Yeah, like I'm really going to throw away our cable bill...so we don't have to pay it...?" First of all, no one accused her of throwing it away. Second of all, if we were accusing her, we weren't saying she did it on purpose. Maybe as an accident. Then she's like, "It's not that big of a deal. I'm sure we can call the company." Too bad it was due in two days. Also, who ended up having to call the company? That's right- me. ..."hi, my idiot roomate threw away our cable bill..." Maybe it wouldn't piss me off so much if she would have just admited that she may have accidentally thrown it out. Maybe it wouldn't have pissed me off so much if she never threw out mail that she's not sure about. I can understand if it's mail from random names, but we know who Mariana and Shabaun are for Pete's sake. If something looks like a cable bill, chances are it's a cable bill- check the name on the front before throwing it out, thanks. I feel like I could have made a huge Real World moment out of it, but then I would have come across as the bitch. I kept it cool though, even though I don't say anything to her ever. Not like I ever had much to say to her anyway.

2) Allison told some guy in one of her classes that also lives in her apartment that I had Mean Girls. He came to our apartment one day while Andrea was here, and she just gave it to him. Allison hadn't told me yet that he might borrow it, but Andrea didn't even know about it at all. She had nothing to do with the situation, and she just gave some random stranger one of my movies. I would have been fine if Allison had asked me if he could borrow it. I might even have been fine if she had told Andrea about it, but she didn't. Andrea was like, "he sounded legit." Yeah, well next time our landlord comes over and rifles through your underwear, I'm not gonna stop him this time. I might even give him a pair because "he sounded legit."
Yes that did happen, and I did stop him when I saw him. Creepiness.

3) We both have classes at 8:30 on Wednesdays. This week, I set my alarm earlier so I could get a shower before her for once and go to school early to work on stuff. The moment my alarm woke us up, she bolts into the bathroom so she could shower first. I think she has a complex. So, I went back to an angry sleep, and woke up at 9:45. She always gets in before me on Wednesdays and takes FOREVER to get ready. I usually have just a smidge of time. It was the last straw this week. I think I'm going to see if I can take a shower in Allison and Ashley's bathroom because they don't have class until 1.

That's all for my venting. I post this on the very computer she uses. I think somewhere I secretly want her to find it. The same goes for my Paul Jackson hatred. I was curious today if my blog would come up if I googled his name and it didn't. At least up until I was bored of looking. Andrea, however, might sneak a peek into the history and find this bad boy. Who cares. She shouldn't be sneaking peeks anyway, bitch.

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My weekend home was super fantastic. I had such a great time. I love Zach. I love my friends. I love the zoo. I love late nights with all of the above. *happy sigh*

I miss things like that, but I don't miss Decatur. I came back for a weekend and ran into a billion people I could have passed on. I think that one of my favourite things about Chicago is that I'm just an annonymous face. Nobody knows me, and that's just splendid. It's a smidge lonely, but who cares. I feel like no one is around to judge. No one gives a crap if I wear maroon pants with an ugly shirt. No one would be absolutely shocked if Ben came strolling in with his cheetah hair. Chicago is an entirely different world. I don't stick out, I don't get noticed, and everyone is considerate here. A good chunk of the random people I meet amuse the hell out of me. At least what I've experienced so far- the roomates would tell you different, but they have a tendancy to be a little uptight. Two out of three are good times though.

I met Chrissy's Joe. He's fabulous. He and Chrissy are super cute. To the max cute. His voice sounds like Cute Dan from Road Rules. Woot to them. =)

I also got to see Mike Hagan. I pounced on him when I saw him. My maturity level went down about two hundred times with him, but I haven't gotten to tease and be teased in ages. People are nice to me in Chicago. And, seriously, what other ear would I rather stick oyster crackers in? Nobody's but Mike's. He's my BFF, you know. I also got to be an ass to Brian Marley- something I missed. I also had a time with Erin, Terri, and the rest of the kiddies. PS. The Grudge is muy terrible.

Then, of course, there is the cutest one. We had the bestest of times. No need for serious talks this time around. I'm so happy that we have so much fun together, and that he still gives me that funny feeling in my tummy. awww. I love him to bits. Things are looking good.

That is that. I don't know when I'll be home next. Probably Thanksgiving...if that. Oy vey.

This just in:


Sondre Lerche is going to be in Chicago on November 3rd for, brace yourselves, TWELVE dollars. That's so freaking worth it. I'm there!!!

I was a bit sickly yesterday. I was in the middle of my drawing class, when all of a sudden I got a raging headache and I got that gross back-of-the-throat, I'm gonna throw up feeling. Then, my teacher handed us back our assignments from last week and he had spilled some gross vomit-looking soup on mine. That was that. I left and didn't go to my later class. I came home and slept until about 8:45, then I ate some ramen and cinnamon toast, watched Animal Precinct, and then went back to sleep. It was nice. I woke up feeling a lot better. Good thing, because I have two midterms today...both I forgot about. Oh well. One is in my computer class and it is all over Word. ...neat... My other one is in drafting and it's all about scaling. I can rock that bitch right out, no problem.

Jessica sent me a Sweetest Day card. She's a peach. I plan on sending her a nudie photograph in reply.

Looks like I'm just doing BATZ on Saturday. You better be too. My Friday is booked to the brim brim brim. If you can't do BATZ, you need to pencil in some late night S&S.

Two things in Chicago that crack me up everytime I see them:

#1- There's a street called Wacker downtown. There's a hotel nearby called Hotel Wacker. *insert middle school humor here*

#2- There's a schoolbus I see called "Latino Express". How ISN'T that funny?


I cut my hair the other day. We had a fight and I cut it. I cut it good. Actually, it's pretty hideous, so along with dyeing it, I plan on getting a good lesbian haircut while I'm home. That's what we do best.

I need to go do my computer midterm now. I'll see you this weekend! WOOT.

I have a day off today. How 'bout that?


It's only because I asked for it off. Meh.


My school is having an open house and they choose me to be one of the apartments shown during the shared housing tour. Potential Harrington students will be hopping in between the hours of 2 and 6. I'll be like, "Hi. This is our apartment. I share it." and that's all. I actually plan on lounging on the couch all day because I haven't been able to do that in awhile. I'll leave the door unlocked and just yell at them to come in from the couch. I don't even want to take a shower today. Maybe I won't.

I'm coming home next Thursday for BATZ, baby! Woot!

I have to tell a funny story that Allison told me. A girl in her class was on the subway and saw this girl in a really thin skirt. She was on her way out off the subway when her skirt got caught in the doors. The girl from her class tried to pull the emergency pull to open the doors, but it was too late- her skirt got ripped off of her, and get this- she wasn't wearing any underwear. What the hell would you do after that? Go back upstairs to CHICAGO? I think I would have cried. If I would have witnessed it, I would have pointed and laughed, and then maybe try to help her. That's what she gets for being a hoe?

I really need some groceries, but alas- I am this ----> <---- rich. I get paid on Wednesday. Then I will be this ----> <---- rich. After all my bills are paid, I will be maybe this ----> <---- rich.

While I'm home I plan on coloring my hair. I'm thinking of maybe dark brown so I won't have to dye it again for awhile. With my red hair, though, I have everyone fooled. You'd be surprised by how many people who thought it was natural. The roots are massive right now and today Ashley noticed and was like, "*gasp!* You DYE your hair?!?!" Dangit. It's about that time. Black is calling me too, but I don't know if I want to go through that whole ordeal again. I'm going no for black. Red or brown, friends? Help me out.

That's all for now, boys and girls, I have to fit in a tight schedule of laying on the couch and...that's it.

Jenny Lewis, lead singer of Rilo Kiley, played Shelley Long's daughter in Troop Beverly Hills. I knew she was a "child star" but I had no idea she was THAT fabulous. I absolutely adore her, but now I adore her more soley on the fact that she did The Freddy. She did The Freddy good. She was also in Pleasantville. I own that and didn't notice! Let's also point out that the guitarist/sometimes singer of Rilo Kiley played Pinsky on Salute Your Shorts. He was also on Boy Meets World. I KNEW he looked familiar at the show, but couldn't figure it out. His name has changed since then though, but he can't fool me! He was also on a lot of other shows, but I don't like them so I don't care.

Who knew that one-time cheesy child stars could rock me right out? Huzzah!!

How do you like that random trivia, Aaron Stanley?

Anyway- apparently Erik is quitting, so there went that friendship. We were bonding quite nicely too. I think he's shy as well, so our conversations have been dorky awkward randomness. It's been fun though.

Ashley, Allison, and I watched Love & Basketball last night. They are a good time. Andrea still is not. I don't know what her deal is, but we still don't have anything to talk about. She's all friendly and happy with the other girls, but still quiet and boring with me. I think I give off a vibe with her and that's fine with me. She's going home this weekend and I'm happy about that.

My school sucks. I enjoy the classes and all that business, HOWEVER, we don't get a spring break. Our Thanksgiving break starts ON Thanksgiving. Our "holiday break" is three days before Easter. Old Navy sucks for the reason that I can't ask off for my effing Thanksgiving break.

One more complaint: Wild Cherry Pepsi barely exists in Chicago. At least the happy little 24 oz. bottles. What is that about? Seriously.

The marathon was over before I was able to sabatoge it. It was a rather obnoxious event though. I've only lived here a month and I already hate tourists. First of all, they woke us up with their clapping and cheering. Someone had a cowbell for the love of Pete! I was the last of us to wake up and when I walked out to the living room, everyone was up with angry faces. They were all for the salt water thing too. The only cute thing was a little nun who was waving at the runners.
I went to work right after they all passed, but of course all the effing tourists had to get on the train at my stop. When I got on, there was no place to sit and everyone was so jam-packed in that I wasn't even able to hold on to the poles. I just bounced back and forth off the people. I got to work in time, but oy vey. Of course the marathon ended on State street so Old Navy was nuts after it was over. I don't think anyone spoke English either.

Speaking of the big ON (???), I must be on my way. *muwah!*

Tomorrow is Mike Hagan's birthday. Don't let him tell you otherwise.


Old Navy owns every second of my spare time, but things are becoming more enjoyable. I know what I'm doing now, they have me cover for people on their breaks, AND I made a friend today! Yayayay! His name is Eric and we bonded over good music. I wore my Rilo Kiley shirt today and he asked me if I went to the show the other night. He was there too. We chit-chatted about how awesome they are and how amazing Tilly and the Wall was. Apparently Rilo Kiley was on Conan O'Brien the other night and I missed it because we didn't have cable at the time. Boo. I guess they played "Portions for Foxes" and rocked the house down. That song is one of my faves on the new CD. He and I are also going to trade music because that's what rock show kiddies do. =) I'm bringing him the first Rilo Kiley CD and he's bringing me a band called The Elected, and Tilly and the Wall. Woot for new music! After our fifteen minute bonding experience (we were on our breaks) we were friendly the rest of the night. I'm pleased as punch. =) I also got an Old Navy Account tonight and that made my manager excited. He squealed and clapped his hands and everything. I can't decide if he's gay or not. I think he's a gay man revolting against the metrasexual craze. He's not that fashionable. He is a lot of fun though as opposed to one of the other managers who is always stressed out. She huffs around like we're never going to get done on time. She needs to relax- have a cocktail or something.

We're getting a "new and improved Old Navy break room" soon. I propose that it comes with little Asian women who can massage our feet.

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Tomorrow is the Chicago marathon. Semi-nude, muscular people with bleeding nipples will be running past our apartment all day. The road will be blocked off and I can't even cross the street to catch the el. When I called Mike Hagan tonight to wish him a happy early birthday (:-P), I told him that I'm going to give the runners little dixie cups full of salt water. That will show them to make me walk 8 blocks to cross the street. Seriously, get over yourself. Maybe I'll pass out lemon juice soaked band-aids for their bleeding nipples as well. Yes, I am that bitter.

That is all I have to say for now. Old Navy is all I do anymore...or it does me?? Whatever. I'm kinky.

Oh my holy goodness. I'm am stressed the fuck out.


Today was my first official day at Old Navy. They sort of threw me in and expected me to know what I was doing. I felt really stupid when people asked me questions and those damned headsets drive me a little crazy. I'm sure things will all smooth over eventually. I also work and work and work. I have over thirty hours this week and exactly thirty next week. The only time I don't work is when I have school. When am I going to get my homework done??? I have to wake up early tomorrow to go to school, and then I'll be up all fucking day. I also have to go to Amtrak sometime. I'm poor until October 20th. I keep having to call my mother for money.

As for the new roomates, things are going well. I enjoy them a lot. We went to a pub for 25 cent wings the other night. It was really fun.

We also got cable and internet today! Wooooowooooo! We've been staring at each other and watching movies. Yay for cable! I'm going to be one of the cool kids who is "away" on AIM all the time. Leave me obscene messages. =)

I'm sorry for the delay kiddies, but I've been super busy. Plus, we still don't have internet. We will on Thursday, so I will be a bloggin' fool.

Since Suzie didn't come to Rilo Kiley with me (grumblegrumble) I went by myself anyway and had myself the best time ever. It's seriously the happiest I have been since I've moved here. I didn't think that I had a "type" of people, but apparently rock show kiddies who like good music are my type. I just felt so comfortable and wanted there. I felt involved. First of all, the first band was SOOOOO amazing. It was three girls and two guys. One guy played acoustic guitar and the other played keyboards. Two of the girls sang and the other girl, this one will blow your mind, was like the rhythm section by TAP DANCING. I know you're probably thinking that that's really stupid, but they were so great. They were fun and energetic and their songs rocked. I failed to pick up their CD, but if you can download they are called Tilly and the Wall. The second band was muy terrible. They were pretencious pricks who repeated the same verses in every song. However, Connor Oberst does something with their band and apparently he was at the show...? Something I heard. After they played an hour too long, then it was Rilo Kiley time. Seriously the best show I have ever been to. They played forever and ever, but no one wanted them to stop. I LOVED it. I was bonding with some rock show kiddies around me and it was beautiful. I'm still giddy. *happysigh* I'm glad I went. I got their new CD and a new shirt. Viva!

I have two new roomates and they are pretty cool. They are both just as girly as Andrea can be, but at least they include me with everything. They are inviters and that makes me happy. I think I have some pent up resentment towards Andrea. I don't think she likes me at all. The first night Ashley moved in, Andrea invited her to go to a comedy club and not me. I think Ashely thought that was weird. She also invited her to roam around downtown the next day and never even mentioned it to me. Ashely didn't know this and invited me, and I was like, "Is that ok with Andrea?". I think she was confused. I don't know. Allison is prettypretty, but dorky at the same time. She doesn't think before she speaks so she says some pretty funny things sometimes. For example: they had to fill out a "roomate rules" thing for their school and one of them was "how do you split up the cleaning of kitchen/bedroom/private areas?" and she was like, "My private area rarely gets dirty. I can clean it myself." Then last night she was talking about how her old roomate would have sex without a condom and she just busts out with, "Can't you feel the cum dripping out of you???" I'm still shocked she said that and it still makes me laugh. Yay for fun roomates who invite me to do roomate type things. They invited me to go get ice cream last night, AND Ashley helped me go grocery shopping. Ick to Andrea. Allison and I also have a lot of the same movies so we bond over that. Also, they are both from Iowa and know where Ottumwa is. (My grandparents/parents are from there).

Zach came to visit this weekend and it was fabulous. Sadly, we had some too serious talks, but I think we both needed to get some things out there. I always thought it was stupid when people said that long-distance relationships were hard, but now we sort of know what they mean. It's not what I expected. It's not at all the whole cheating thing, which neither of us would ever do, but it's more of the getting back into the routine of not having each other around thing. I'm sort of annoyed with it. It makes me think that love is a hoax. It's a choice or matter of convenience, rather than a gushing emotion or whatever. I don't know. I guess it is a gushing emotion, because when Zach was around for the whole weekend, EVERYTHING came gushing back. I love him a whole bunch, and it's a good thing that we are talkers. I just wish there weren't so many changes. While he was here, we went to an AWESOMEAWESOME Japanese restaurant that I'm still drooling over. We also had a good amount of snuggletherapy which is what I miss the most. =)

As for people coming to visit me. YOU NEED TO DO IT!!!! I say everyone comes up the first weekend in December. That would be fabulous.

I started my job at Old Navy. It's pretty awesome so far. I already have over 30 hours this week. My first paycheck will be more than what I currently have in my savings. I hate that money rules our world, but I just feel a lot less stressed out knowing that I'll have some money to spare at the end of each paycheck.

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*muwah!*