| Yeah, so 2 posts in as many days! What can I say, Steven D. picked up my shift for tomorrow, so I have the day off. Amazing. In fact, I am relatively unsure that I actually know what the phrase "day off" means, furthermore, I am worried that I am not going to know what to do. I guess that's why I'm still up, tomorrow is the first day in an excesively long time that I don't HAVE to be somewhere in the am. I guess I'll probably climb, and I do have a soccer game with my rec team at the YMCA at 1:30 pm. I give it a 50/50 chance of me being awake early enough to make it. In the climbing world (also known as the world I wish I could be in all the time) I worked Super Mario for a bit tonight. If the sun would have just stayed out 20 minutes longer I would have sent it, instead I left disappointed. It's real hard to get going again climbing after 5 months on the couch with a broken leg, but Beth went with me tonight, so it was one of the best times in recent memory. (any one who is reading this knows me well enough to have read between the lines and is currently laughing their butt off at the thought of me, without my shirt on, trying to show off to impress a woman that already loved me enough to marry me [and even more impressively hasn't left me yet ;)]) I'll post some Mario pics later, I gotta get Scott to put them on a disk and give them to me, and let me tell you something about Scott. Scott is a full time climber who goes to school (occasionally) and works just enough to pay for him to climb (knowing that waiting tables isn't a career job for him, whereas climbing probably will be). I say that to say this. The odds of me getting those pictures from him to post any time within the next 3 years is pretty low. On the homefront, Beth and I are in the process of moving to a new apartment and I am just amazed at how much crap we have accumulated in less than a year of marraige. 3 summers ago I could fit everything I owned into my car and still have enough room to sleep comfortably in it (for about a month). Now, I feel like I'd be lucky to fit all of our stuff into a semi-truck. A good majority of it I would like to pack in to a garbage truck, but I never realozed before I got married that any object (reciepts, notes, clothes, empty coke cans {ok I made the last one up} that enters our house has sentimental value. On the work front, it looks like my schedule is changing, and for the better. I got a job offer from a Semi-Fine dining restaurant called Porters (a 6oz Filet Mignon is $52.99 by itself. If you want a potatoe with that it's an additional 7.99. A glass of water, yeah, a buck 99) and I used that as leverage to help me out at Logans. It looks as if I will be working Monday and Tuesday PM (5-11) in the kitchen at $9.50 and hour and waiting tables Thursday and Friday Pm and double on Saturday. That my friends is what I call optimum efficency. I get 4 out of the 5 money shifts (the only one I am missing is Sunday morning, and the number of tables you have to turn on Sundays to make any money isn't really worth it)... I interrupt this entry to give a quick plug for any christians reading my blog. The biggest obstacle standing between most of my co-workers and Christianity is christians. Here is the deal, if you are a Christian and you are going to go out to eat do the rest of us a favor, and unless you are going to tip at least 20%, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT TELL YOUR WAITER THAT YOU ARE A CHRISTIAN. If you want to be a jack-ass and tip the waiter 10% thats fine, but PLEASE DON'T LEAVE A TRACT. In fact, if you are going to tip like crap save God the trouble of having to fix your mistakes later and just tell your waiter that you are an athiest. ...and when it is slow during the week I get paid hourly instead of having to grind out a Monday morning serving shift for 12 bucks. On the marraige front, Beth and I are doing very well. I have to be honest, there has been some acclimation time to being married, but more in more we seem to be in perfect sync with each other, and we grow to understand and love each other more every day. So i guess that about covers my life, with the exception of school, and unless I am there or doing homework I pretty much just try not to think about it. |