I haven't written anything in quite some time, so I might as well make an entry on this terribly boring, rainy day. Hmm, where to start... my car is finally cosmetically fixed and looks like new again! Thank God for that; it was really hard driving on the highway with no right-side mirror. I am still working at Maceholes and it sucks a fat chode. My manager wants to put me at the Shiseido counter but I don't plan on staying at Maceholes any longer than another month or two, so to take the time to have them train me would be both unfair to them and me. Also, how can I be expected to sell a product I can't even afford (the cremes are as much as $200 for a 1.7 ounce bottle at Shiseido) or wear (the colors, especially the foundations, are all geared towards Asians with darker undertones). I really don't think I'm fit for this shit job any longer. Yikes. My entire summer plan was to save money, but I spend what little I make in gas and daily living expenses. So much for my noble plan. Now I'm looking for jobs in the city. I mean, my sister is generous enough to let me live with her, rent-free, until I find a 'real job,' so I might as well take her up on the offer instead of pussy-footing around. I just applied for an internship at thesartorialist.com. I hope to hear back from them because it would be completely awesome to get my foot in the door doing something I really want to do (even if it doesn't pay at first, chances are they would hire me at an entry-level position). Let's hope that works out.
My entire town seems to be shutting down. Our only decent eatery (the once illustrious Jericho Inn, which was last known as 'The Olive Branch') closed. I don't know why either; they had good reviews, seemingly steady business, and the food was pretty casual and yummy. After they closed, the local pharmacy (which has been up and running since the dawn of Bainbridge) was bought out by Rite-Aid. Now I have to take an entire 30 minutes of my time to drive to Sidney once a month to pick up my BC. How inconvenient. I bet the old people on daily medications are super pissed. This area gets more depressing every day. The only good thing about this town seems to be the fact that *IF (and only if) I WANTED TO* I could run naked through the empty streets every night at 3 am without being seen, harassed, or arrested. I did have a couple of drinking adventures around town a couple of summers ago. Fun times. What other town can you think of where you know you'll never get caught if you want to drink on the playground or in the middle of the football field on a summer night? Not that I'm promoting that. It's not a very class thing to do; but when I was 21 it was pretty damn fun and quite thrilling.
The other night I celebrated a good friend's bday in Oneonta. I met up with two of my other friends who are still in college and it was a little saddening to know that I am not going back to school this fall. I mean, I didn't really like Oneonta, to be honest, but I feel so old now. haha. Anywho, it was a really fun night, and despite telling myself I'd only have two drinks max, I got a bit out of control (nothing like the days of yore, but still a bit more excitable and crazy than I should have liked to have been).
In body image news, I am feeling so effing voluptuous today. Two weeks ago, I was 100 lbs, but in response to a handful of people, I felt pressure to gain back some of the weight I lost. I am now 105 and feeling like a cow because of course, the weight immediately went to my tits, ass, and thighs, making me feel like a walking sex object. I'm like a down-sized, whiter kardashian. Yipes! Guess it's back to salads and no sweets for me.
Lalalala. I hate Maceholes.
