After working for 9.5 hours today, the only thing that is keeping me going is the vacation to San Fran on Sunday. Although I had an absolutely great day at work collecting almost 10,000 dollars from delinquent debtors, sitting at a computer for that long has its toll on the body.

I'm not sure of the itinerary because I'm not paying for it, but I've heard it is going to be a good time. It's always more fun when I'm not paying.

If you haven't heard the latest Gorillaz CD, go get it! It's great!

More later...

I really should be at work right now, but its so fucking hot I don't know how anybody can be motivated. And it's not just the heat, the humidity is ridiculous.

So, as it turns out I might not be at the Shout Lounge in Block E on Friday, instead Shakers is having some sort of event in St. Cloud that they want me to go up to...but it's so far away.

I'm watching Return of the Secaucus Seven by John Sayles, and if you haven't seen it, don't. It is really kind of boring with odd and unwarrented male nudity.

I'm Back!
I know, I know. I said I was going to religiously update my journal from now on and then I slacked off, but now I am serious. Great things are happening in my life and I just have to write about them.

Outside of the depression of watching most of my friends graduate, from prestigious colleges to which I declined to go to in lieu of going to the U of M, I still have at least one more semester until I am done. The summation of my collegiate career is a BA in Geography and French that although it is a four year degree, is unimpressive.

On a much lighter and uplifting note, I acquired a new job freelancing for both Shakers Vodka (made right here in Minnesota), and Dolce & Gabanna. Both are very exciting and I love doing both as opposed to the job that I left. Retail management was a fun gig (and money), but the stress and people just were not worth it. Also, during the summer I went back to working for one of the largest bill collection agencies in the country. I worked here throughout my highschool days and it just makes sense to go back while in college. The hours are incredibly flexible and I know a lot of people there which makes the environment a lot of fun.

As I sit here at 1:10AM in the living room with my roommate snoring on the couch across from me, I realize that I should be at a theatre watching Star Wars III. I really really wanted to go see it tonight, err this morning...but then again I do have to get up at 6:45. At any rate, I'd still of liked to go.

If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything. RKS

So i'm feeling kind of inhibited.

I am able to visualize the amount of work I have to do for class, but I do not do anything about it. I just keep watching it pile up and up. For some compelling reason I just choose not to do it until the last day, and then I end up sleeping through the class because I have been up the entire night catching up.

In my defense, however, I normally do very well on tests that I do make it to.

What a great day. I'm really glad I was able to enjoy homecoming without working, because I do not know if I could have pulled off being buzzed at work again. It is quite the challenge if you've never tried it.

**sidenote** The more and more profiles that I look at on this site, the more I think that I'm a little old to be here. Most of the people are in highschool, born in the late 80's. end of sidenote.

I'm longing for another trip. I do not know where. I think it needs to be somewhere exotic this time. Hawaii sounds really fun, but I think I want to go down to the Caribbean. Can we go to Cuba yet? I drink way to much soda. Also, I should have never took that long of a nap today, or else I wouldn't be up now at 4 in the morning. Oh well, at least I don't have to work!

Okay, night.

Back at it
I can't remember how many times I have said I would start writing again. But I'm gonna say it again....I'm going to start blogging again.

So today was homecoming, and I think I acheived (spelling?) I new personal record, being drunk at 8:30AM. We started at 7 for kegs and eggs, because the parade starts at 10.

Our house is situated as such that the parade floats go by our house to register and line up for the festivities. So, our neighborhood had 5-6 people screaming at the top of their lungs, intermittently, from 7-10. We didn't get any complaints, so all is good.

I was dead tired after the parade, and while everybody stayed up to drink more, I took a nap. After the nap I felt industrious and did homework...which almost never happens.

So after finishing a book which was supposed to have been finished by Sept. 30, I now know what he have been talking about in class thus far. The future looks bright...

I don't understand peoples obsession with death and destruction. Everybody has been asking me if I have seen the video of Nicholas Berg being killed. Why would people want to see something horrid as that?

On a lighter note, I just won a game of scrabble by 200 points.

Pamela Trip
I have satellite radio, and by subscribing to the service I was entered into a drawing to win a trip to the All-Access Pam Beach Party, on South Beach in Miami.

I ended up winning it, I left on Feb 17 and was there for 5 days. The party was unbelievable. I met Shannon Daugherty (spelling?), Tara Reid, and of course Pamela Anderson. Although I wasn't 21 quite yet, it was an open bar at the Ritz Carlton so they were not carding.

The weather was incredibly nice, and for a free trip...what can I say?

It has been a while since I last updated. I went back to school in January, and now I'm well past the midterm mark. So far I am doing well, and I'm having a lot of fun. I recently turned 21 (March 19) and I've been trying to hit up all the bars around and meet a few hotties.

At any rate, I am feeling really good about myself. I've taken to running everyday, and I have a lot of fun (strange?) doing it. I recently bought a mini Ipod and it makes running so much easier, and I can run a lot farther. It is so hard making the time to run, I normally have to do it when I get home from work, 10:30 or later. I live in an area that is pretty safe...if you're not a woman that is. I have heard some pretty strange stories.

I am extremely frustrated with my roommates, not all, but most. People think they don't have to clean up after themselves, and paying for utilites is not a priority. They make it sound like it is my fault I didin't ask them for money when they had it. Have you heard of budgeting? or responsibility? If these people have a hard paying $8 per month on utilites rather than spending it all at the bar - there are some serious problems

I also got back from my incredible trip to see Pamela Anderson, but I'll leave that for another entry, as I have to go to work.

I feel like that now I have taken off a semester of school, I do absolutely nothing productive. Yeah, I do have a job, and I work 8 hours a day, but other than that I don't do anything.

I thought I needed a hobby, but instead I just got another job. I was a merchandiser at Best Buy, but at the rate of pay and the hours considered, it wasn't worth my time so I quit. So now I'm back to having one job and nothing else to do, except this journal.

Suggestions?