job interview on monday! could this be an opportunity for me to 1. not spend every single day at Coffman?! 2. actually have an income again?! 3. have some purpose in my life!?

quite possibly.

WEEKEND.

most days it's always the same. wake up, get ready, go to coffman, look for jobs, eventually hang out with friends. i have no problem seeing friends, but i'm starting to feel like i never leave the union. i guess the main reason why i come to coffman is because the wifi is free. i think part of me likes being on campus just to be around students again. after a year off i'm kind of afraid of resuming where i left off. being around students makes me feel like a student again, yet at the same time, i kind of feel like an outsider. oh well, coffman rocks for people watching.

...our new Guthrie.

i had my reservations, considering it looks like a shinier, more fancy IKEA from the outside, but once you step inside it's like you're in a cool lounge; but with theaters. some of the windows are tinted red, others green, and yet others are blue. tons of people from the entire community showed up last night to take a tour, watch the fireworks show, and many stuck around for the dance party. angie, heidi, and myself had a great night.

pictures:

have i really been in minneapolis for a week already?

the past seven days have really been a blur of activity, friends, responsibility, and job hunting. job hunting has been the worst. it always is, isn't it? in a place as big as the Twin Cities you'd think there would be tons of potential to find an employer itching to hire you. but so far i have not had much luck finding an employer like that. perseverance will pay off in the end.

i hope.

edit: job interview on Monday for a print shop. yay! possible income!

yeah, i'm definitely ready to leave. any other job+minneapolis+summertime=amazingness.

auf wiedersehen, Heimat.

so i moved to berlin with, originally, no place to live and no job. it was a foreign country. and i dropped out of school to live there. and my parents didn't even bat an eyelash about the whole thing. then why, oh why, are they making such a big deal about me moving back up to school two months early? i don't understand. do you?

i've come to the conclusion that my financial life will be much harder because of this decision, but i'm willing to accept it. as i was attempting to clean my room (it's probably the cleanest now than it has been in a year) i came across a letter and i was re-inspired. don't settle for second best; you're capable of anything; go get 'em. i know i could accomplish so much more by not being here. so that's what i'm going to do. i packed a suitcase full of summer clothes. half done. a box or two of other stuff and i'll be good to go.

"I have to go away. I've got no reason to stay here"

given the ultimatum given to me by my mom earlier this week and the past several crappy weeks at work, i've decided that it would be best to close up shop here in wisconsin and try to start life back in minneapolis before school starts again this fall. i'm really looking forward to having my first summer in minneapolis. going from out-of-state college to living abroad and then back to living with your family, it's just a huge blow to my pysche. and because i'm such an independent person, the fact that i have family members to deal with i just felt frustrated and annoyed. i know some people think that this may be a seriously irrational move, but i'm determined. i know i'll make it work.

i found a room to sublet for the summer and i'm going to start packing this week. my last day at work is thursday. i'll be leaving with bailey on friday morning. originally next weekend was going to be a weekend trip. amazing how fast things can change, huh?

not by choice, i've been working ten hour days this week. this morning bailey was all "so are you sure you don't want to go up to minneapolis next weekend?" huh? never really remember hearing about such a trip, but i jumped at the opportunity to 1. get a day off of work 2. to get the hell out of this town.

and being the college student that i am, i volunteered to work 12 hour days next week to try to compensate for my day off. am i dumb? i think i might be.

while riding my bike home tonight i was on the trail listening to a little brandi carlile (courtesy of bailey) and noticed an overwhelmingly large amount of fireflies. i think they're my favorite insect. particularly because they are never around during the day. so they're kind of secretive. i don't think i recall what one looks like. and basically, just because they add so much ambiance to any outdoor setting. i think it was that scene in the little mermaid when they were in the lagoon and fireflies were flying all around. fucking disney.

come to think of it-- didn't they invent black light paint or neon light bulbs because of fireflies? too cool.

after working a crazy amount of hours last night, i woke up at 5:15 this morning and biked back to work- starting merely ten hours from when i last left. life isn't fair sometimes. since none of my family was up at that time, i decided to just bike to work. after getting on the trail i passed a man with a dog and he asks "have you seen a dog around?" i hadn't and continued to bike to work at the ungodly early hour of 6am. a quarter of a mile down the trail i came across a lone doberman and instantly thought "oh, this must be the dog that guy was asking about." and "oh fuck, a doberman." after whistling and shouting "come on!" while backtracking my quarter-mile i reunited Vicious Attack Dog with Now Relieved Owner of Vicious Attack Dog. it basically made my day; and it was only 6:15am.

people at work came up to me today and were all "i could think of lots of other stuff i'd rather be doing on my saturday than volunteering to work." i shrugged it off. i'm convinced that people at my work are bitter. i would be too if that was my full-time job and my seven-days-a-week employer left me with little opportunity to have a life. but it's only through the summer. i look at it like this: i work the overtime because i don't mind it. and i would rather have money for school for next year and not take out a loan. i think sometimes people there forget that i'm going back to school. good Lord, i can't stay there.

for all those of you who are wondering, my biking shorts are nothing short of amazing. since you aren't supposed to wear underwear with them i feel kind of apprehensive about wearing them in public. i feel like i'm biking around town in my underwear. my black, spandex underwear. i wore them for my ride back home from work this afternoon. and i cut through the air like a hot knife through butter. smooooooth.

getting sunburnt last weekend has been so-so. having been in pain for the first several days post-massive UV exposure my arms were in a constant state of "damn, this stings. you're dumb for doing this" and now said arms have decided to shed like no other. my arms literally look like a snake shedding its skin. is that too graphic?

i felt rushed the entire nine, yes nine, hours i was at work today. tomorrow's morning will be almost non-existent before i head into work two hours early. and i will be working on saturday. and going to my brother's graduation (maybe?) on sunday. and then finally having time to bike!

is it weird that i'm really looking forward to buying spandex biking shorts tomorrow?

i'm thinking about biking to port washington or mequon on saturday after work. i'd be leaving here around 3:30. not sure how long the ride would take. in all it would be about 75 miles. anyone want to go with me?

pansies need not apply.