Cop Out:WE SAW THE GHOSTBUSTER-MOBILE TODAY! I am not even joking. It had tanks on the top and lights and the ghostbuster symbol and a big fucking tube connecting to the side of the white Chevy Impala stationwagon. It blew. my. mind! The guy had his window down and we were going to scream something at him but what the hell are you supposed to do with that? What are you supposed to say? How do even begin to think about confonting an individual that drives the Ghostbuster-mobile?! The natural world has been turned upside down, and my perception of reality has been altered permanently. I'll never be the same, and that's very tragic.
Cop Out: I was supposed to purchase Greyhound tickets today, but I'm not going to I don't think. I'll put it off until tomorrow... need an excuse though. I mean, the ticket counter doesn't close until midnight but I really don't feel like going back out again... maybe I'll just tell my mother that I have malaria.
Cave in: I MIGHT HAVE A REALLY AWESOME JOB! I called a number and was told to go to this job fair thing. At first I was really skeptical because c'mon... going to a job fair is when you know you're desperate. The definition of "job fair" is basically job hunting with a grenade launcher. Still, it panned out! Stryden Staffing wants me to be a Human Resources Assistant! And they're cool with the full time during summer, part time during school! Booyah! I have to call the hiring manager on Monday to do a brief phone interview and then I'll find out if I've got the job, at which point I will weep. The nature of the weeping depends on the results. *crosses fingers like whoa*
Non-Applicable: Went for another bike-ride and swimming but I don't feel fully excersized. Damon said he's going to take me to the St. Paul climbing wall sometime soon and I really want to go. For some bizarre reason I'm suddenly consumed with all of this energy to go and just do. I want to bike...futher. I want to play frisbee and beach volleyball. I want to play soccer. I want to swim for hours. I want my muscles to hurt at the end of the day. I just really want someone to do it with. Tomorrow is picnic time methinks. Eric and I are going to have a reading in the sun day. We're going to get ever bronzed'er by the second and all passerby will become inebriated by our good looks and charm.
Also, can't get Damon out of my head today. Distracting, but pleasantly so. Hm. :) I promose I'll make a more substantial entry soon.