The Fourth Month

Tomorrow will be my four month anniversary of the Great Escape from Georgia 2009.

I’ve been pushed a little harder to move out.  I’m considering this place that a friend of a friend knows about…no lease, no security deposit, month to month kinda deal.

It snowed a foot and half (32 hours non-stop) last week.  The next day, it was 70 degrees.  It’s pretty much all melted now.  Extreeeemmme!  It’s about 60 in the afternoons, 30 or so at night.  The snow was absolutely beautiful.  And it’s so quiet when it’s snowing.  Dead quiet.

I’ve been drawing some things again.  I’ve met some people who are drawers and painters who have reminded me what it’s like to just do it.  And I’ve got a lot of free time in the evenings.  It feels nice.

Halloween was spooky.  Jacob took me to a friend’s party.  He played a set which sounded like wind through a tunnel and some clanky stuff - pretty fitting for Halloween.  And the guys who lived in the house played a set too.  Fun stuff.  It was below 30 or something, really cold, but no one seemed to mind because there was a ton of liquor being passed around.  The best costume I saw were the McPoyle brothers, from It’s Always Sunny.  We ended up sleeping on an orange velvet couch under 6 blankets.

Last week, I went to an interview I had scheduled through craigslist in Denver and it felt like a set from a horror movie.  Once I got back to Fort Collins, I looked up the company, which claimed to be a marketing firm.  Turns out the guy is scam artist - there are tons of reports and reviews on these people.  I reported them to the BBB and learned to be more discerning with craigslist - the hard way.  At least I’m not dead.

I miss home every day (you guys!) and can’t wait to be back for Thanksgiving.  I will probably spend the night in Atlanta with Jenn and then drive to Athens and spend a night there.  I will be crashing everyone’s couch!

I miss buying records, books and magazines.  To stay entertained,  I’ve been watching too many horror movies and reading too much Faulkner for it to be 2 days AFTER Halloween.

Lastly, I have an interview with the admissions office at Colorado State this week.  It’s full-time and way more money than I could ask for, which is a lot, because I like money.

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I’ve got to bring myself to pay for a professional hair cut.  Otherwise, with the rate at which my hair scissors are moving, I will end up looking like this cute little rug bug.  I’ve been cutting my own hair for almost a year.  Layers are beginning to form, in a chunky whichever way manner. @lauram - My blonde is still intact.  My hair grows so slow. Thanks, Dad, for these genes!

I’ve got to bring myself to pay for a professional hair cut.  Otherwise, with the rate at which my hair scissors are moving, I will end up looking like this cute little rug bug.  I’ve been cutting my own hair for almost a year.  Layers are beginning to form, in a chunky whichever way manner.

@lauram - My blonde is still intact.  My hair grows so slow. Thanks, Dad, for these genes!

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Overheard In the Basement

I’m in the basement of Mugs coffee shop at College and Olive street.  Down here there’s a movie screen and lots of comfy couches.  I’m waiting for the Service Learning Project students I’m gently guiding in making an e-newsletter for the non-profit I’m interning with.  For the most part, we haven’t done much work.  This is my fault.  I have a problem taking initiative.  Anyway…

There are only two other people down here with me.  Two female college students…and they are listening to Hootie and the Blowfish (I only wanna be with yooouuu).

“You haven’t heard this?!”

“No.”

“Oh man.  This is such a good song.” (she proceeds to hum it)

::two minutes go by, with the music blaring::

“This is before they went country.  Darius Rucker is the singer and he’s amazing.”

…

Little do they know, Hootie and the Blowfish (South Carolina natives) played a free show in Charleston when I was 12.  I went.  It was….less than amazing.

Colorado ceases to amaze me.

Hey, I’m still looking for full-time work that doesn’t deal with sour cream or fountain drinks. I do get to take a personality exam tomorrow morning for an administrative assistant position at the college.  There are 50 questions and it is going to take about 2 hours.  Crazy, I know.  But the position is full time and pretty much the only requirement is that I type 50wpm.  Cross’n my fingers.

A friend is selling about 60 LPs.  He gave me about 10 for $8.  Roxy Music, Diana Ross, Grace Jones, some tribal drum stuff, The Byrds.  Good to know people.

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Originally Posted By willgravlee

willgravlee: - linzsays Cool.  Thanks, Will.

willgravlee:

- linzsays

Cool.  Thanks, Will.

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Originally Posted By maxforfree

Another choice excerpt from Tracy Morgan's interview with Playboy

PLAYBOY:
Last year you told David Letterman that your hobbies include “doing karate and trying to get females pregnant.” Now that you’re older and wiser, have your hobbies changed?
Tracy Morgan:
I’ve got my third-degree black belt and I’ve gotten several women pregnant, so I’ve moved on to other things. These days I’m into bike riding and breaking water. I like breaking women’s water. If you’re pregnant and you need your water broken, you need your labor induced, give me a call and I’ll ride my bike over and take care of it.
If you haven't watch the interview with David Letterman, you must. By far, an idiot savant. Is he playing Tracy Morgan or Tracy Jordan? Who knows. He's nuts! And I don't think he's "wasted". http:
//www.youtube.com/watch?v=j14YlS4szMs
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willgravlee: Duttlenheim and other small French towns near Strasbourg. I’ve been talking about small French towns with a friend this week.  I am all about small parishes, governing themselves, rather than one, large, overarching government trying to control land that is subject to almost every type of geological climate; further, ecologically, in the United States, we are considered “megadiverse”. I’m pushing this again…Vermont has the right idea.  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Vermont_Republic Does any one remember the Constitution? (gets off soap box)

willgravlee:

Duttlenheim and other small French towns near Strasbourg.

I’ve been talking about small French towns with a friend this week.  I am all about small parishes, governing themselves, rather than one, large, overarching government trying to control land that is subject to almost every type of geological climate; further, ecologically, in the United States, we are considered “megadiverse”.

I’m pushing this again…Vermont has the right idea.  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Vermont_Republic

Does any one remember the Constitution?


(gets off soap box)

Originally Posted By 24hourpartypooper

24hourpartypooper: You say you want a revolation. Well, you know, we’d all love to change the world.

24hourpartypooper:

You say you want a revolation.

Well, you know, we’d all love to change the world.

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Hotels that May or May Not Hire Me

MARIOTT

350 E. Horsetooth

HILTON

425 W. Prospect

CAMBRIA SUITES

2921 E. Harmony

INN @ CITY PARK

1734 W. Mountin Ave.

HOMEWOOD SUITES by Hilton

1521 Oakridge Drive

ARMSTRONG HOTEL

S. College (Downtown)

What do you do with a college degree and no jobs in your field?

Apply for hospitality jobs!

sucking historically

I don’t know.

Yo no se.

Non lo so.

Je ne sais pas.

If I could find a full-time job outside of restaurants, a lot of problems would be solved.  In the mean time, scratching my head trying to find a short-term solution.  Other than that, I went to a big, sweaty mess of a dance party (it was 20 degrees outside though) in a tiny bike shop.  I found a coffee shop that is cozy and warm.  I watched the first Superman - was this the first big blockbuster to be made from a comic book?

Weekend.  Over.

Monday.  Month 3.  Week 1.

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