Day 5011

Day five hundred eleven

March 26, 2014: My cupcake had an accident, but it still tasted good.

Day 510

Day five hundred ten

It snowed today, because it wouldn’t be the first week of spring if it didn’t snow. It was a thing in Bend, and it seems to be a thing here as well. Doing inventory went well, I guess. It is basically scanning every single item to make sure it scans correctly and that it does indeed have a tag.

Day 509

Day five hundred nine

March 24, 2014: My life is so boring. I work and do school. That’s about it. Most people live exciting fun lives when they’re young and single and then life gets boring when they get older and married. What is my life going to be like when I get old? I will literally be so boring my very presence will put people to sleep.

Day 508

Day five hundred eight

March 23, 2014: Busy at work today. And then at about 4 o’ clock it abruptly dropped off. I have tomorrow off and then I help with inventory.

Day 507

Day five hundred seven

March 22, 2014: A lot of weird dreams last night, and I can’t really remember enough of any of them to make any sort of coherent sense. All I remember is that it jumped around a lot and I woke up with the distinct impression that what had just happened was incredibly ridiculous.  

Day 506

Day five hundred six

March 21, 2014: I am trying to think of something to type, but nothing comes. It is a sign that this is all I am supposed to write.

Days 504 and 505

Day five hundred four

March 19, 2014: I am trying to enjoy this week, taking advantage of all the free time. I would five days next week, and so I am trying to do things but also not do things, if you know what I mean. Get stuff done that I want to, but also laze about too, because wasting time is really fun.

Day five hundred five

March 20, 2014: Read Divergent in a day. It was good, obviously. The romance was a little cheesy. And my favorite character died.

Painting

For a long while, my room has been a very pale cream color, but recently the paint was finally bought and the room painted. In truth, it is just one wall, but I like just the pop of color. The rest of the wall in the room I have other plans for. Something involving a clock and a large print. Here are before and after pictures.

I was kind of expecting for the before picture to somehow automatically pop above the after picture so I would have had to spent the next hour fixing it. But it didn't.

 I know one wall might seem a little weird, but I am not into the lighter colors that make for good wall colors, but just one wall in something bold and striking looks cool. I'm planning on putting squares of that color elsewhere, as the boarders of pictures and stuff. I will post about it as soon as my room has finally come together.

Day 503

Day five hundred three

March 18, 2014: Finally got around to painting my room. It is coming together nicely and is starting to actually look like my room, and not just a big plain room with my stuff in it. I know those two things are basically the same thing…but also they’re not.

Days 500-502

Day five hundred

March 15, 2014: Half way there. When I first began, I wondered where my life would be. I have come to the point were looking back, I will see more than I have to look forward to.

Day five hundred one

March 16, 2014: My shift today was 1-6. I don’t really get that shift. JCP is open 12:30-6 on Sundays. So, I arrive half an hour after we opened, and I stayed till we closed. It’s just…I don’t know.

Day five hundred two

March 17, 2014: Happy St. Patrick’s Day. Does anyone else think it ironic that a holiday celebrating a catholic priests is basically a day in which people use as an excuse to get really drunk? Also, I never really thought about it and only recently realized that holiday, is a compound word for holy day.  

Day 498 and 499

Day four hundred ninety-eight

March 13, 2014: Watched the last episode of Eureka. Such sadness. I have to say though, as far as series finales go, it was pretty good.

Day four hundred ninety-nine

March 14, 2014: You may have noticed that the days suddenly have shifted numbers. A while back, after a year of doing this, I noticed that the days were off. I finally went back and changed them. I am going to double check them though, so they may change yet again.

Days 493 and 494

Day four hundred ninety-three

March 11, 2014: Got my hair trimmed, or cut. Considering I wait twice as long as I should for a trim it probably should be considered a cut, especially since it is so short. It is kind of weird. I notice that I often still act like I have really long hair. Like when I put a shirt on, I will put my hands flat against my neck and jerk them away, as if trying to pull hair out from under my shirt, or I’ll brush my shoulder as if trying to flip my hair behind my shoulder. It’s weird all the tiny habits I did unthinkingly due to my long hair that I notice now because they are pointless.

Day four hundred ninety-four

March 12, 2014: Sharif Jack Carter, you have fallen so low since being the leaving Eureka. The Maytag man. I am so sorry.

Day 492

Day four hundred ninety-two

March 10, 2014: Today I have done something which I have never done before. I have played Monopoly. I know it is a game usually saved for those rainy days were there is literally nothing else to do, but me sibs and I wanted to play a game so there we go. I knew the general idea of Monopoly, so I figured it would not be too much time spent reading the instructions. Ha, ha, ha, ha. I dared to enter the long and trying game that truly tests commitments and leaves one morally conflicted. I left that game with a better idea of myself. I saw myself at my worst in that game. A love and drive of money, a passionate hate for all who had more than me, bitterness when someone else’s spot was landed on, but a sense of entitlement when it was money owed me. Monopoly is truly a game which strips away our false pretentions at being decent human beings and leaves us bare and exposed as the contemptible people we are.

Day 491

Day four hundred ninety-one

March 9, 2014: It’s not that I mind daylight’s saving overly much. You get over the fact that it is pitch black until 7 o’ clock and after a week the night doesn’t sneak up so much on you, and most of us don’t travel internationally so the hiccup in the times zones doesn’t affect us, but never have I heard a single person come up with an argument for daylight’s saving time that was actually applicable. I admit, there isn’t a great argument to get rid of it, but compared to the basically non-existent argument for it, you have to admit it is better. I just don’t get why we have it, let alone why it keeps getting longer.

Days 489 and 490

Day four hundred eighty-nine

March 7, 2014: I had something I was going to write about today, but I kind of forgot what it was going to be.

Day four hundred ninety

March 8, 2014: Was actually looking at some publishing houses today. I don’t know why. Guess I decided I should just start researching different places I could send some of my work to before I try self-publishing. Found a couple I might want to contact.

Day 488

Day four hundred eighty-eight

March 6, 2014: Sometimes I look at the world and wonder “What is wrong with people?” Then I take a long look into my inner most mind, and I wonder “What is wrong with me?” Chicken arrows. I kid you not, that was the main topic of discussion at dinner tonight. The probability of using chicken as arrows, and what traits about them you would have to breed in order to make them actually work as arrows. And then Abi found a video of a man actually using a chicken as an arrow and I don’t know what has happened to me. Also I finished a story about some pets I had once, cannibalistic hamsters.

Blind Date with a Book

So I have seen this here and there across the internet. A blind date with a book.

The idea is simple. A library or book store wraps up a book in paper, usually it seems to be brown packing paper, then clues are written on the outside. The idea is that you either check out or buy the book without knowing what it actually is. I always thought this was a neat idea. It may be a bust, but it may get you something you love. Either way it can get you reading what you normally don't read.

Our library was doing this, so I went a head and picked one up.

Judging from the clues, I thought it was going to be some science fiction book about a secret brother-hood and when one kid gets involved his life changes. It was not that at all.

No, it was Half Brother by Kenneth Oppel, a book about a family that adopts a chimp in an attempt to teach it to speak sign language. And of course the kids grows attached, and then disobeys his father when they need to get rid of the chimp.

A touchy-feely animal book. My favorite.

I considered not reading it, I really did. I'm glad I went ahead and read it. It may not be more cup of tea, or my shot of whisky, or the kind of book I routinely like to read. It's just animal books like this tend to bother me just a wee little bit. See, I don't really like animals, so a lot of the time I sympathizes with the evil character in the books. I would never hurt an animal, mind you, but I don't get attached to them either. It's kind of like an atheist reading Frank Peretti. I can enjoy the story, but it still kind of bothers me and I can never really be friends with the protagonist.

It got me reading something I usually would not choose though, which is the whole point to it ultimately, and the book was good, as far as touchy-feely animal books go. I have read better, but then again I have read way worse. Definitely something I will do again.

Days 484-487

Day four hundred eighty-four

March 2, 2014: Had an entire weekend off. I guess I make up for it next week by working the entire weekend. It was nice though.

Day four hundred eighty-five

March 3, 2014:  This is so hard. I have nothing to say. I never do anything, and I do not want to talk about the weather.

Day four hundred eighty-six

March 4, 2014: Closing still feels weird. For a long time I wasn’t getting any closing shifts and it feels weird.

Day four hundred eighty-seven

March 5, 2014: Picked up an extra shift, because I really, really need the time. I’m not too good at talking people into doing things so I don’t do many of the things that makes the store look good. You know, credit applications, surveys, add ons. Those kinds of things.

Day 482 and 483

Day four hundred eighty-two

February 28, 2014: Closed. It has been so long since I have been scheduled to close. It felt kind of weird actually, to go in in the afternoon.

Day four hundred eighty-three

March 1, 2014: Ate pizza and watched TV with my younger siblings. I know how to spend a Saturday night.