Belts and Ideal Hair Length

As much fun as it is to see the number on the (I suspect) malfunctioning scale decrease, having to wear a belt to keep my pants up is anything but. I don't like belts, and I don't like my underwear showing, and I definitely don't like the idea of buying a new pair of jeans, especially since I got a pair only a few weeks ago. Twenty-five more pounds and I drop under the bicentennial mark.

Now on to hair. As everyone has no doubt noticed, every has a certain length of hair that looks the best, although plenty of people have two or more distinctly different lengths that are equally swell. Two days ago I noticed that I have reached the Ideal Hair Length, and now I am entering the mode of anxiety that comes with knowing that in a matter of weeks my hair will be too long for its own good, and I'll have to start brushing it again! I DON'T HAVE THAT KIND OF TIME, PEOPLE!!

I get sick about once a year

This year it happens to be in July. I can't be sure what brought it about, although I have suspicions about a place I went to that had 99 cent breakfast. I'm not sure what it actually is, but the symptoms are sore throat, excessive mucus, and a general low amount of energy.

It didn't help at all that the entire country decided to have a heat wave at this time, which made my room literally too hot to sleep in for most of the time. That means that over the last four or five days I've gotten about 10-12 total hours of sleep.

I am of course at work right now. I walked to work in the pouring rain, and I got thoroughly drenched. My clothes might be mostly dry by the time I go home, and assuming I get home at the usual time I will have gone over 24 hours since I woke up yesterday. Again.

Perhaps people were never meant to live here; perhaps New York belongs to the tourists and robots.

Live from Saint Paul in Building 1, it's Monday morining!

I've got some busy times ahead of me for the next two weeks. First, but certainly not foremost, is the Christmas Party. As much as I am able to help provide for it financially, there is still the matter that I'm not allowed to keep food in my room under any circumstances, and I would hate for them to find and confiscate it. It is out of my hands quite literally, but I still wish I could do more to contribute to the Small Group.

For those of you who got the obvious reference that this entry's title makes, I will say there is a reason for it. I've recently recieved the opportunity to go to New York City to get an interview with Amtrak as a Clerk Typist. I'll be going out to inverview for this position on the 12th, which perhaps means that I will be missing out on House Church :( . This position is nearly perfect for me, since it requires all the things that I happen to be good at in life (i.e. Microsoft Office and typing fast). While I am no longer feeling anxious about whether or not I should go, I am still rather concerned for my safety and ability to survive in such an environment such as that. I think I will be ok in the long run though, assuming I do get the job (and since there will be at least four other people going for it, there is a decent chance that I will not).

I wish that was the only crossroads that I am at in life, but it is not. There is also a potential offer from my ever-generous Uncle to return to Texas and attend college with him paying for it. This possibility is especially tempting because it means being with my family again. However, it is also especially noxious for the exact same reason.

Furthermore, I have my first ever graduation coming up on the 14th, which is a bit exciting I guess except for all the potential work that has to go into it. Then again, I'll be in New York for most of it, so I guess it doesn't matter that much. Exactly one day after graduation I'll be flying on yet another plane home to Texas where I will spend the next two and a half weeks getting to know the people I am closest to genetically all over again. I'm looking forward to playing New Super Mario Bros. and having unlimited Internet access.

Websense how I loathe thee

Being as these are computers owned and maintained by the government, it is in their best interest to keep us from doing anything whatsoever. This means web filters that are close to preventing me from viewing ANYTHING except my email, and I doubt that will last forever either.

Fortunately, I have a small window of opportunity in the mornings, because the filter doesn't actually activate in full until 7:30. So that is when I have to write in this blog thing. I would really prefer more, though.