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August 15th, 2008

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finally, at long last, i am free from the tyranny of the exxon station! (actually, my last day was sunday, but i've been too lazy to update.) quitting this stupid job is pretty much the best decision i've made all summer, and it's glorious to resume my pretentious bourgeois lifestyle. never again will i banter with rednecks as they purchase their beer (budweiser, of course), cigarettes ("marb reds"), and lottery tickets ("which one would you like?" "oh, just give me a winner.").

i've spent my first week of joblessness enjoying summer as it's meant to be enjoyed - by doing absolutely nothing. i've been reading, sleeping, and spending my savings at an alarming rate (on practical things, like graphic novels and new headphones). tomorrow i'm going camping, and i probably ought to be packing, but instead i'm baking cookies and watching disney movies (mulan, my eight-year-old feminist hero). the important things in life, you know.

August 4th, 2008

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okay, i know i'm two weeks late on this, but i finally saw the dark knight, and holy shit. it was, like, ludicrously epic. i've never been a particular fan of comic books or even action movies, but heath ledger alone had me literally on the edge of my seat. i think i will have to see it again soon, provided that my stupid job eventually releases me from its clutches.

speaking of movies, a random customer at work told me that i reminded her of juno, which i thought was really sweet. now to find my paulie bleeker, i guess.

July 30th, 2008

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i gave my two weeks' notice today! unfortunately, i have about eight shifts left, but i'm still elated at the prospect of never having to clean another fry-o-lator.

i also ordered a snazzy new pair of sneakers from zappos (they're made out of recycled car tires or something). i feel a bit guilty buying myself things to reward myself for surviving work, but it'll be nice to have a pair of shoes without holes worn through the sole.

in other news, apparently there was an earthquake 15 miles from pomona. i know earthquakes are serious business and all, but i'm sad that i missed this one (especially since nobody died). what am i going to school in california for if not to experience earthquakes and other awesome things?

July 28th, 2008

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wow, i haven't updated in a month. i should be less sporadic about my use of livejournal, especially considering that i'm on the internet approximately 23 hours a day. anyway, i have returned from europe, which was great fun and will feature prominently in a soon-to-be-created facebook album. wherever we go, my family consistently manages to bring the crazy, and this trip was no exception - from my father's weird obsession with ötzi the iceman to my grandmother's even weirder conspiracy theories, i'm sure the germans found us quite alarming.

unfortunately, however, i'm now back in vermont and back at the gas station, which is experiencing a crisis of new and epic proportions. for somewhat nebulous reasons, my boss has just been fired. i'd already decided to quit this week, but with the current leadership void, i'm not even sure who i should give my two weeks' notice to. however, i refuse to be deterred, and i plan to get the hell out of this job as soon as possible.

hopefully, this means i'll have some more free time to work on some of my summer projects (or, you know, check my facebook even more obsessively). i bought a bunch of books the other day, and i haven't even started reading them yet because hanging out with rednecks all day is slowly making me illiterate. going to the gym, reading the new york times every day, and going to bed before sunrise have also fallen by the wayside. i suppose that with better time management i could accomplish all of these things and still work 40 hours a week, but i'd rather just be unemployed.

also: i go back to school in exactly one month. this is very exciting.

June 30th, 2008

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exciting things are afoot. in a scant few hours i am setting sail for germany and a bit of italy where they apparently speak german (hopefully they still have gelato there). our family vacations usually degenerate into everyone quibbling and feeling like they're the least favorite child, but it's worth it for lovely views of the italian alps and lots and lots of german chocolate. we might even go to lichtenstein.

needless to say, i am also eagerly anticipating this extended absence from the gas station. seriously, i worry that pomona won't want to take me back in the fall because i've been hanging out with...well, people whose long-term plan doesn't extend any further than working at a gas station. plus, the store is a complete mess. not only are they horrifyingly understaffed (turnover is so high that at least half the staff is as new as i am or newer), but everything is constantly broken: the registers, the toilets, the freezers, the a/c, and the phone are just a few pieces of important technology that have spectacularly failed in the past few days. it makes for fun times.

June 18th, 2008

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having recently completed my second week of work at the gas station, i can safely say that if i never see another lottery ticket, pack of cigarettes, or six-pack of cheap beer ever again, it will be too soon. ugh. this was supposed to be a part-time job to alleviate some of my boredom and earn some gas money, but they're so desperately understaffed that i'm basically working full-time. double ugh. luckily i work with some quality people:

- steve-the-stoner, who takes smoke breaks every 30 minutes and tells me about his substance-fueled exploits in the meantime (who plays 15 rounds of beer pong and then does jaeger bombs? steve does!). he also offered me drugs the first time we worked together.
- another coworker, who went into nicotine withdrawal - not from quitting smoking, but from switching to american spirit cigarettes.
- the new stockboy, who has a serious napoleon complex - he got fired from another job for PUNCHING A CUSTOMER IN THE FACE.
- the twenty-something redneck firefigher who gave me his number after a very, very dry conversation about his firefighting skillz, and then showed up the next time i worked to ask me if i found him "creepy." he doesn't actually work at the gas station, but he hangs out there enough to count as a coworker. luckily he's basically stopped hitting on me, although he spent a good half hour yesterday telling me in excruciating detail about the repairs he's done on his truck (i don't even know what an oil pan IS, my god), which is possibly worse.

i may have to quit soon (which i can totally afford after working so fucking much). let's face it, i'm way too bourgeois for a job like this.

June 4th, 2008

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okay. so, the good news is, i think i finally have a job, and it pays more than minimum wage. the bad news is, it's at a gas station. the awful news is, i'm actually ridiculously stoked about having a job, any job. anything that gives me an excuse to leave my house is sounding pretty great right now.

seriously, this is how i've been occupying my time since i got home:

- sleeping, often in excess of ten hours a night
- going to the gym
- cooking (i don't know if i was lobotomized in my sleep or what, but suddenly i've started spending hours in the kitchen. THIS IS ALARMING.)
- hanging out with my parents

at this point, becoming a gas station attendant can only be an improvement. having something to hate will give me purpose, and with a steady income i'll feel less guilty about spending money (i can finally spend my last two hoarded pomona paychecks on better speakers and other self-indulgent things!).

although, this elaborate attempt at justification aside, it would be a wonderful thing if one of the many, many other jobs i applied to calls me back before i sign my soul away to exxon mobil. ugh.

May 19th, 2008

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having survived the horrors of finals, packing, and epic sleep deprivation, i'm finally home! mostly, though, it hasn't been glamorous enough to justify any exclamation marks. it's currently a rainy 40 degrees, and i've spent most of the past three days listening obsessively to bob dylan and trying to think of good reasons to get out of bed.

it's not that i'm not excited for campfires and trips to burlington and, best of all, not having to write any papers, but transitioning between my two very disparate worlds of home and college is just kind of weird. plus, i'm not entirely ready to be done with freshman year. not only has it been, overall, an absolutely fantastic year, but i also don't want to be two semesters closer to the real world and all that that entails. in all honesty, i'd really like to spend the indefinite future playing cards and hanging out on wig 2.

despite all of my bitching, i plan to be a great deal happier once i get a job. having inadequate structure in my life tends to be a disaster for me and right now i feel utterly without purpose. of course, actually acquiring said job is likely to be a difficult undertaking indeed, but i plan to start begging for applications tomorrow. i also need to get another gym membership and make my peace with the library so that i can productively spend my extra time exercising and reading intellectual books. if i can do all of these things and somehow manage to unpack (opening my bags and throwing everything all over my floor doesn't count) i will be in excellent shape.

May 6th, 2008

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ugh, the end of the semester is just an awful time all around. it's even worse this time, because i want to be frolicking in the sunshine instead of writing paper after paper. and honestly, my awful study habits, newfound insomnia, and generally really, really poor decision-making aren't helping at all, although i guess that's entirely my fault. i feel kind of ambivalent about going home, because i know i'm going to miss pomona and my friends and so forth, but the prospect of not writing a paper for three months is almost too wonderful to imagine.

it's also nice to know that there are some good things in store for next year, although that's assuming i actually survive finals week and i can't make any promises about that right now. regardless, i'm going to live in a sweet room (huge walk-in closet and air conditioning, here i come!), i'm taking some awesome classes, and i just got promoted at my job.

so basically, four papers from now everything will be excellent, but for the time being, not so much. bother.

April 6th, 2008

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so, clearly i fail at updating this thing. i made the terrible mistake of thinking that college might get easier after spring break (which was lovely, incidentally), when of course that would violate one of the cardinal rules of college: it hardly ever gets any easier, and when it does it usually gets much harder again very quickly.

i also tragically fail at time management, so i've been doing terrible things like playing card games for hours instead of doing my reading. this weekend i went to san diego, which was fabulous. san diego is gorgeous and laid-back and pretty much exactly what i imagined southern california would be like before i encountered the horror that is los angeles.

unfortunately, we were so taken with the glory of the beach and the hot tub that very little homework was completed, which is pretty much a disaster for me. i have all kinds of research papers and projects and midterms and an awfully small amount of time in which to do them. currently i'm a bit stressed out because i have a very imposing stack of library books which i have to transform into a research paper on something called "socialist realism," and to be frank i'd just really rather not.

i guess in general i've been having a bit of a crisis lately because i'm worried about my major and what i'm going to do with my life and all of that nonsense. this year has been great, but i haven't made much progress toward a major and i haven't gotten involved in any really meaningful way. so now i'm panicking and trying to plan out my sophomore year so that i can accomplish both of those goals. i suppose this is a sign of how boring and nerdy college has made me.

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