November 21st, 2005

dorcas is my muse.

I want to go home

I'm not in the best of moods right now, so I'm trying to make the best of it.

This morning I had orientation for my job.  Thankfully, it was orientation for the school, not just the department, so I had orientation with my friend Paolo.  We've worked together for like two years, and he finally got a staff position on campus.  Man works hard for his money, make no mistake.  I heart Paolo.  Such a great guy.  Anyway, orientation was just... bleh.  Lots of information, and all of these forms due in a week regarding benefits and such.  My head is still spinning, and my head hurts.  But I was really happy to go out to lunch with a woman I knew from my previous job.  She was really nice and we talked for well over an hour about the school and her previous positions on campus.  I'm looking forward to going out to lunch with her again soon.

I got into two pretty deep arguments this weekend: one with Scott, and another with my parents.  I can't be angry with Scott by himself for very long, and he's pretty good after arguments.  He's more into talking things through instead of separating for a few hours.  That may have been a reason the ex and I didn't do so well together.  I'm not very familiar with this new method, but I'm trying.  The one with my parents was worse.  They asked me what I wanted for Christmas, and I asked if they would help me to purchase a bicycle.  Let me say this again.  I said I wanted to get myself a bike, and I just wanted as much as they were willing to give me to get one.  Not pay for the entire thing.  And this erupted into an argument, complete with my father refusing to talk to me about the issue and then going to my mother and getting her all frustrated.  Over a BIKE.  Jesus, you'd think I had asked for a 2 carat diamond or something.  Not that bikes are cheap, because they aren't.  My father's afraid I'll get hit riding on the sidewalk, etc.  My parents just get this protective streak that won't go away, which I understand.  Which makes it all too tempting to move out, even if it is with Scott.  But even I know it's not a great move, that I need to save my money for my future, and I just can't handle this move right now with my finances.  Actually, I think I might be able to handle it, but I don't think I can risk it right now.  They've been so kind to let me come back home.

We saw Harry Potter 4 last night in the theatre.  Loved it.  Can't wait to see it again.  My only complaint would be the people.  At the very least, five cell phones went off during the movie.  And a few people took well over a minute to turn off the ringer.  Quite a few people were talking rather loudly and laughing at inappropriate times, activities that resulted in them receiving the death glare.

I also found Grandma's old recipe book, but unfortunately she didn't leave anything about making bread.  I went to Fry's and found a good breadmaker, along with a book from Williams Sonoma about making different types of bread (such as zucchini bread and pumpkin spice bread).  We'll see, I might get enough money for Christmas to get them, but if I don't I won't be heartbroken.

All right, here's how much of a dumbass I am.  I did not know how much turkeys cost.  Apparently it's around $22.  So we donated a bag of groceries instead.  Common sense and knowledge seem to fall short of me.

Just bought this CD, and I love it.  I need to get Josh Groban's CD too.  I know my father will love it.

  • Current Music
    "How Sweet It Is" by MIchael Bublé