i've officially been on summer for a mere seventeen days, but already it feels like months. i've been working almost everyday (weekends included) at two different jobs. during the week, i'm a tutor/mentor type person at a positive youth development agency. we have a shit ton of fun, but we still emphasize academics and emotional growth. it's a really great organization and i'm really glad that i get to spend my summer with them!
on the weekends, i'm at VS. yes. yes. i unfailingly return to this job that i've had for years. many of the girls i started out with have left, but i still find myself returning to this store during every break that i have. what's the draw, i always wonder to myself. the discount? the management (which itself has gone through three full rotations since i've started working)? the staff? no, no, and no. it's a decent job and it always has a place for me. perhaps knowing that is the allure. besides, making the extra cash is nice.
i need to start studying for the GRE, but i'm so beat after work that all i want to do it lie down and watch television. it's a problem. i should crack down.
oh. why am i home on a saturday night? because a) i'm lame and b) i'm tired.
i have more thoughts, but they're too personal for cyberspace. till next time--
pondering some mesquite barbeque kettle-cooked chips,
uncle wiggily
p.s. eloise and pippi, miss you.
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