Oscar and I went to Michigan today for a wedding. It was my friend Mike!'s. Very lovely afternoon/evening. The original plan was to give the cats way too much food and water, and stay the night in Brighton, MI. Well, we didn't feel like springing for the hotel, so we drove home tonight. Ah, the joys of being young and cheap and tolerant of Red Bull. So we drove a total of 11.5 hours with a five hour wedding in between.

And did I mention I get off at 4:00 pm? That means I can make 4:30 vet appointments, and still be home around 5.

Did I mention I have to be at work at 7:30?

So, first day. I got one "glandular disorder" that was slightly jarring, but overall average. I'm not too horrified by this job. I think it may work. I may be able to do everything I need to be able to do.

After work I got one "I'm an independent contractor for the US Government and I'm conducting a background check on apt. 2 over there. Ever meet him?" Uh once. Seemed nice. "Any police activity." Sir, since I've been in Bloomington, I've heard sirens twice, and they were fire trucks.

O. had an orientaion thing tonight and since I do not cook just for myself, I got a delicious Chinese takeout. Then I picked him up so he wouldn't have to wait for a bus. I also gave a friend of his a ride. He was good people. Loud people, but good. Besides, everybody's loud in my little car. And right now, I'll take loud over shy in a heartbeat.

I got a job

and I'm gonna pee myself I'm so excited.

I'm a pre-press graphic designer. Woo.

Pleeeeeease

Target never called me back. I'm hoping it's because I'm just too damn awesome for them. But I will be called back for a second interview at a printshop. I don't believe in jinxes, but I do believe in being embarrassed when you over hype stuff and it falls through, so I'm going to be quiet...now.

Because I'm Bored and Came Across this Picture

I notice signs and fliers a lot. My Bachelor of Fine Arts in Graphic Design kind of mandates that I notice creative ways of communication. Please note the sarcasm of such a grandiose statement. So far, all my BFA has gotten me is a feeling of superiority that hinders my ability to work crap jobs, and a feeling of inferiority that makes me only apply to crap jobs. Anywho the point of this post is to display a flier that hung on the bulletin board on the first floor of McMaster behind the computers by the grad student studio. I hope to make the appearance of odd, amusing, or profound signs, poster and fliers a (semi)regular occurrence around here. This flier is here because it is terribly post-modern (I think). I'm saying that based on one tiny detail my friend Aaron used to explain post-modernism to me. The flier is very aware of its own pretension. If I'm wrong I'll slyly edit this post and just say it's a very pretentious flier. No one will ever know the difference. So yeah, here it is:

I'm rereading the Harry Potter series. It took me one week and one day to finish the first four. I'm now on day three of book five. Order of the Phoenix is an effing brick wall. I was kinda pissed at all the shortcuts the movie took, but now, I totally understand. I understand why they cut out Quidditch and SPEW. But they didn't go into enough detail with the stuff they left in. Anyway, this isn't about the movie. It's about the book. I'm so ready to be done with it. I mean, yeah I like it, but it's much more laborious than the others. There's way too much going on. Although, I understand Rowling had to cram in a lot of set-up before the last two books. Anyway, I'm gonna go back to reading.

Brick Wall.

Well, I still haven't found a job. There are a ton of retail positions opening up. Euler is going through his annoy the crap out of me phase. Wedgie ripped a key off my keyboard when I picked her up to get her off my computer. Fortunately, only one prong broke, so it went back on well enough. Also, it was only the backslash, which I only use on accidenr\t when trying to hit backspace. But I am kinda getting tired of my computer being treated like the inside of a minivan.

The closing lines on the rough draft of my cover letter:
My second greatest strength is my ability to make the best of a bad situation. I’ll tell you my greatest strength when I have a job. My second greatest weakness is my inability to resist pointing out when I’ve made what I think is a good joke.
That's funny, right?

I've been rereading the entire Harry Potter series. In less than a week, I'm up to Goblet of Fire (book 4). I've stayed up til 3 am some nights, so I've been swinging into a nocturnal sleep pattern. Today, however, Oscar was up at 7:30 am to catch the Hungarian Grand Prix. He made the most amazing smelling coffee, so I got up because I absolutely had to drink some. I like feeling like it's 3pm, when in fact, it's 11 am.

Speaking of Oscar. He woke up, and put on his Alonso (his favorite Formula One driver) jersey he bought when we went to the US Grand Prix in Indy. Right after the race, a soccer game (Manchester United v. Chelsea) came on. Manchester is Oscar's favorite team, so he put on their jersey. So there's Oscar, watching two favorite teams, wearing their respective jerseys and South Park pajama pants. I think out of context, that seems really random. Why is Carman talking about jerseys? But let me assure you that in context, it is absolutely adorable and illustrates one of those indefinable things I love about Oscar.