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Saturday, September 9th, 2006
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So I found an apartment. Not in the same awesome location but I think I actually like the apartment itself a lot more. And I went to Ikea a few weeks ago and got some furniture for it. Like a little kitchen table which I'm really proud of. I don't know how to explain this pride. Maybe it's because it's the first cool thing I've owned in a really long time. It's possibly the coolest thing I've ever owned. It's green and is metal. The desk I got is pretty kick ass too. It's red. It's a little studio apartment but the kitchen is like the size of a one bedroom apartment kitchen. Maybe a little smaller but not much. I'm really excited about it and have a bunch of ideas.
I quit teleperformance/calltech and went back to Target. Now I'm kind of hoping that in a couple months I can make another change to Costco. Minimum there is like 10/hr and the average employee gets paid 16-17/hr. I don't know if the average is the mean or the median. It's competitive but I'm hoping with having been at target for over a year that I'll have a chance. We will see.
I'm going to Canada tomorrow. This shall be my first time. Kurt and I will be in toronto for a few days. Do you know what this means? That's right. I get to see where degrassi is filmed. Perhaps Jake Epstein will be hanging around. Kurt says that everyone is really well dressed in toronto, I'm going to stick out but it should still be fun. I might get a haircut while I'm there. Maybe it'll be haircut from Avril Lavine.
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Friday, August 11th, 2006
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My phone rang this morning. It was my future landlord, sort of. The guy who found the apartment for me kind of. The guy that finds renters for the actual landlord. Apparently the apartment that I signed a lease for doesn't exist.
So he's on the phone saying "come by! We'll find you a better one! This will be great!" So I go look at a couple. No, not better. One is on town st. which isn't awful but I don't want to live downtown in the fall. I would like to be in the clintonville area. So then he shows me an apartment on N. Broadway, east of 71. How does this happen? How do you have someone sign a lease for an apartment that doesn't exist. That is bullshit. I'm not going to get an apartment through him. I should've listened to zachie. I'm sorry, zachie. Are there apartments available in your building? But on the plus side maybe kurt and I will move in together which would be better than even if I could move in to the apartment I originally wanted.
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Thursday, August 10th, 2006
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I don't mean to only write about Project Runway but Bradley is out. I don't even think I want to watch anymore. I'll miss the man that looks like pooh bear. I kind of wish Bravo would do a show just about his life.
Oh, and I'm really sick of songs that just keep repeating themselves. Like that one song that says "What would you do if your son was at home crying all alone...." and that new panic at the disco song that keeps repeating itself "haven't you people ever heard of..." Both of them were on back to back as I was driving home.
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Wednesday, August 2nd, 2006
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I'm at work and it's hot.
The a/c is not working and there are roughly 70 computers running in a pretty small area.
I'm excited for Project Runway tonight. Someone gets kicked off for doing something other than making a bad garment. I'm wondering though if someone will also get kicked off the regular way and of course what the person has done to get kicked off the not so regular way.
I'm hiding in New England. Meaning I'm only taking new england calls and new england is dead. We'll see how long they allow this to go on. Probably not much longer.
I really can't wait for summer to end. Almost. I'm excited about toronto.
aaannddd I have to go back to my regular id. bye.
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Thursday, June 15th, 2006
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I took a lunch at work so that's why I'm updating. I think I'm kind of getting sick which I cannot afford to do. However, tonight I'll be sleeping for as long as I desire. Atleast until 2. I just doubt that I'll be able to sleep past then. I'm trying to drink water more but this job isn't the best job for having to go to the bathrom a bunch.
I would really like to rent a movie tonight.
Pooh Bear, let's rent a movie and watch it on your computer or I'll get my dvd player.
I know I need the hours but as soon as they offer 11:30 deviations, I'm taking it and running. Far and fast.
This is the lamest entry ever.
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Wednesday, May 24th, 2006
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I called today to get a slot to schedule for classes. Which actually turned out to be today. Well a few days ago so I was allowed to schedule today. I'm more excited for school than I ever have been in my life. I'm excited to do this all again! I'm excited to take hip hop again. I'm excited to know that I'm not stuck. I'm excited that I have work study and can work at the slavic center again. I'm excited that maybe at some point next year I could study abroad for a quarter.
I'm just excited to think that while my supervisor may be above me here, I'm going back to school. And I will get something better than this.
I'm excited that someday I'll have a pet.
And I'm excited about Kurt and I. And what the next 6 months will be like. And the 6 months after that, and after that and after that...
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during the month of June I get paid every week. The 2nd from target, the 9th from calltech, the 16th from target, the 23rd from call tech and the 30th from target. oh yeah. I also get paid 5 times. I'm really excited for june. So are my bill collectors.
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Calltech did not remove the points from my surgery and now they've denied the days off that I requested. I hate this fucking job. I wish target could give me the hours that I want and I could just rely on that. No wonder there's a high turn over rate. They treat their employees like shit. I asked for those days off almost a month in advance. Fucking ridiculous.
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Thursday, April 27th, 2006
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On the way to work today I was listening to NPR. They reported that President Bush is taking unprecedented steps to help out with gas prices. One of these steps? PICKING UP ONE LUCKY HITCH HIKER A WEEK! Maybe it was a day, I don't remember. WTF?! How does this help with gas prices? how does this help with anything?
Someone please tell me that I was confused and that this is a joke. It was from the same guy that hosts "wait, wait, don't tell me" so I guess it could've been a bad joke.
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I want this: http://www.puma.com/bike/pindex.jsp
I was reading one of Kurt's artsy design magazines and saw it. I know I'm kind of afraid of bikes but that bike just looks so perfect and safe. However, it's $775. Maybe in a year I will have enough money to purchase that beauty. Most likely in a year they'll already have created something better that I want instead. Or I could sell an egg. Wanna know why I could sell an egg? Because I've pretty much quit smoking.
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**copied from myspace blog**
I don't have an appendix anymore.
after telling about 6 different doctors and nurses this story, I will go ahead and also write it here.
At work on friday, which was 5-11:30, I took a break around 8:30 and felt fine but by 9 I was almost unable to sit still. I thought it was mostly because I hadn't eaten since 12ish, but my stomach wasn't really grumbling at all it just hurt. I also thought maybe I just had to go to the bathroom. So finally I get off work and try to go to the bathroom but nothing happens. I'm just in pain. I called kurt before I left so that someone knew when I was leaving and when I should be home just in case I had gotten in some sort of pain caused accident he would know to look for me right away. Well I make it home ok and call him and just try to sleep off the pain. At this point I pretty much just lied in bed for about 3 or 4 hours trying to find a comfortable position. Oh, I've also vomited by this point. Not even keeping water down. So I get out of bed and luckily kurt was still awake and online. So he comes over and I try again to fall asleep. We watch a couple episodes of the office and curb your enthusiasm while I'm still throwing up. Then around 5 or 6 I let him take me to the e.r. This is when every doctor that works there starts asking me the same fucking questions. I was getting really agitated. I also had to drink this horrible stuff you have to drink before getting a CAT Scan. I couldn't keep that down either. Poor Kurt kept waking me up to try and drink but I would just throw it up like 15 minutes later. I go to the x-ray room about 11ish and later they tell me it's my appendix and that it needs to be removed. Kurt has already gotten ahold of my mom and zach so that I could get called off of work. Seriously, I'm not really sure how I would've handled everything if Kurt wasn't there. So my mom calls and lets me know she's coming down to be with me. This is a relief but I was still pretty shaken about surgery. I've never been completely under before and the idea kind of scared me. But, the surgery went fine. Just three little incisions. Annndddd I have really good pain medicine now too. Percaset? I don't know if that's the spelling but I'm sure you all know what I'm talking about. But I feel SSSOOO much better now. The only bad thing about the surgery was that I lost my favorite bra :(
This strangest part of all this was the "all of a sudden"ness. 8:30 I'm fine, 15 hours later I'm having my appendix removed.
I apologize for the rambling. I'm still kind of out of it.
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Emily let out a short moan of disgust. *ugh*
I thought I was over it. I thought maybe pregnant women were cool with me and that I could listen to them talk about back pains and kidney things and cravings. And past pregnancies. I thought I could listen to these stories. But I can't still. This girl's unborn baby now has a "birthday" because they're going to induce her on a certain date. OMG
She just said something like "even if they have to cut me completely open to get him out..." Why can't they be ashamed? Maybe not ashamed but just shut up about it. This woman at target today just wanted to breast feed her daughter right out in the open. She gave me this horrible look when I told her she could go into the handicap dressing room with her cart and other child to do this. What? You want people to see this? Go over into the furniture department and sit there then if you think it's so awesome that a child is feeding off you even after it's left your body.
I'm still working on being comfortable with this. It's going to take awhile.
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Saturday, March 25th, 2006
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I just finished reading In Touch cover to cover basically. And it kind of got me thinking what would be said if *I* were a celebrity? What little things did I do that might've started countless rumors? Or just things that would've ended up in magazines? Pretty much the first thing I did today was go for an interview type thing for a babysitting job. **more on that later** which I'm just guessing wouldn't exist if I were a celebrity. Or maybe the headlines would be something like "Is Emily Low on Cash?!?!?!" Next I met Zach at Giant Eagle to pick out hair care products. Maybe there would be a blurb about how helpful I am, or an alltime In Touch favorite, that I do my own grocery shopping. Seriously, why would anyone leave grocery shopping for someone else to do? This is one of my favorite activities. Now let's pretend that Zach's famous too. Maybe it would say "Emily always finds time to catch up with close pals." However I spent a long time at the grocery store to only buy a few things so maybe it would say that I'm too indecisive. While I was at Giant Eagle we decided to go to Tommy's Diner which was closed for a private party. So now there's something about how even *I*, THE Emily, can't break the rules. We went to Dan's Drive-In instead. Now it could go two different directions. Either we pretend that Dan's is a classy restaurant or that I'm a celebrity who still eats at trashyish places. It would probably talk about how I had a grilled cheese and cheesecake. While I was there I got a text message from kurt saying he had to meet with jim later. This would open up a whole new can of worms. It would DEFINITELY be mentioned that I was text messaging my "beau". And I looked a little irked, so now are they saying that we're breaking up? But I quickly made plans to meet with leslie later. Which I did. And we went to hounddog's where I ate AGAIN! Am I eating too much? Has food become an obsession? Have I lost sight of what's really important because I haven't been getting as much work as I used to? And what about my "style"? Messy frizzy hair, black turtle neck, jeans and mary-janes? I do NOT think In Touch would be satisfied. It would probably say something clever like "Let's leave black turtle necks in the early 90's where they belong, Emily!!!!" And of course give advice on how if I had just tucked my hair behind my ear the look would've totally worked. I love In Touch.
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I'm making a public entry. This is it. Expect more comments from me and such as well. I have time to spare at work.
So now that I've decided to make this entry there's really nothing to talk about. I have no cigarettes and I had a cup of Cup o Joe coffee today which makes me JITTERY! And it also makes me talk a lot. Unfortunately for me, there's no one in my training class with whom I'm comfortable speaking with. The only person that I've had outside class interaction with is the guy who's training to be a trainer, not really a class mate. And this hasn't extended beyond "if you stand over here it's a lot warmer." His name is Jeff Adkins. A funny thing about this is that when I told Zach his name Zach said "Is that really his last name or do they just call him that because he's so skinny?" Oh Zachy.
Zach and I are car pooling like real business people. Except it doesn't work very well because we have breaks and lunches and get out at different times. So tomorrow will be the last day of car pooling. Which is ok. Because I like Wendy's.
Kurt and I ordered pizza last night. Usually when this happens we get Gumby's because it's so cheap but only if you pick it up. Neither of us wanted to leave the apartment last night so we ordered from a different place called Jumbo's. **BAD IDEA** The pizza kind of did taste like chinese food, when I think about it. I didn't believe kurt at first, but the more I ate, the more chinese I tasted. Those little plastic tables? Baked right into the fucking cheese. 4 of 'em. Next time I get pizza it will not be from Jumbo.
If you are from bellevue, or I guess even if you're not, you should look up Amber Bollinger on myspace. She's fucking gorgeous. She always was cute in high school, but now, jesus, she's hot. I'm kind of obsessed with her now. I may leave Kurt for her. HOWEVER!!! She's still dating some guy from Bellevue. HA, BITCH! I mean he's an attractive guy, but he's still a guy from bellevue. HA, BITCH!
I may update again in like 2 hours. Who even knows about these sorts of things?
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Monday, December 12th, 2005
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Friday, November 4th, 2005
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Cute boys at cafes are always pretty dumb and like Plato too much and know too much about Bob "Zimmerman" Dylan...but they're still really cute.
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Monday, October 17th, 2005
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I keep setting these goals and then almost purposefully doing the opposite thing in order to achieve them. I let things happen. I even recognize the situation before hand and think "no, not this time. This time I'm sticking to it. I want to be a good person and I will not do this." ten minutes later..."wow, this is great. why didn't I want to do this? this is perfectly ok. I'm so ok with this." 24 hours later....oh yeah. this is why. because now I feel guilty and ashamed and awkward.
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Saturday, September 24th, 2005
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It just takes some stupid comment on some stupid website to prove that what I had only thought to be half true is actually completely true. I am, and always will be, a Scorpio. The most jealous person anyone will ever know. Fuck y'all.
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Monday, August 22nd, 2005
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it's about 8:30 a.m. and I haven't slept all night. Technically I've only been awake for about 12 hours. I didn't sleep last night either. I didn't sleep, went to target, came home, napped until 8ish with a few interuptions from Trevor whose apartment I later went to in order to watch a movie then we went to Buckeye Donuts where I decided to suck at a few games of euchre. But there's a funny story in the middle of the junk. There's this kid at b.d. that I've seen a few times and kind of gives me a "what are you doing here?" look. Not in a really mean way. Just kind of looks at me, gives a confused sort of smile/look and turns away. I just figure this is his normal way of looking at people he doesn't know. Well during the night. this past night. these past few hours we've been talking. He's also a linguistics/philosophy major. Well. He was. He's leaving ohio soon to move to chicago for grad school. A doctor of linguistics. Fucking hot. We started talking about linguistics and philosophy and what-not and he's like "I'm suprised you don't recognize me from my pictures..." I get confused. "Don't I look like my pictures?" More confusion. "You messaged me on OkCupid" I don't know what okcupid even is. and he totally just admitted to using some sort of "meet people on-line" thing. It didn't really stop conversation from happening. It was just obviously an embarassing moment for him. And HILARIOUS for me!
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Thursday, August 4th, 2005
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The love of my life has joined the circus. I just can't do this anymore. I was more than willing to come back to bellevue to stalk him but I'm not traipsing across the country to find him. He trains elephants and the next girl that makes him the happiest his friends have ever seen him is really lucky. Obviously every guy is going to be compared to him and will not measure up in a lot of ways but in some ways they just might be better. maybe. So I think I need to write him a new letter:
Dear Josh,
You've won. You're training elephants and I'm still at college. Don't worry, I get it. You can come back to monroeville and I won't bother you. Congratulations.
Sincerely,
Emily
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