Movin' On Out

Click on me. Please.

I AM

all pooped out.

It's About that Time

When I'm at work I get into this mode. It's called my "How may I help you?" mode. And sometimes when I leave, I stay in that mode. Today at United, right after work, I repeatedly had the urge to ask lost-looking customers if they were doing okay, or if I could help them find something. NOOOOOOooooo!

Some choice people in the store are sort of ruining my work environment. Basically, they don't really appreciate you there. They spot your mistakes and almost never compliment your good work. They work everyone really hard. One employee in particular thinks she owns the place and treats us sort of like slaves. Except of course when she shows off her tremendous generosity and tells us "You can go. Get out of here." I'm getting sick of it. I'm quitting the second I get a new job. It used to be better.

My roomie got a little Yorkie yesterday named Sadie. She's two years old, potty trained and adorable. Don't you wish all dogs came that way?

Classes start in a week. I'm not sure if I'm happy about that or not. We'll see.

Vacation and the Antivacation

I'm watching the opening to the Summer Olympics in my new apartment. So far it's pretty interesting, both the entertainment and the lodging. Today was just one of those days. You know: the day that never ends. The store was having a sidewalk sale and I was sent over to stand around, talk to people and fold shirts OUTSIDE. Yes, it was hot. Yes, I'm tired. And yes, I'm sunburned. There were tents eventually, but I'm pretty sure my burn was pre-tent. Anyway, at the end I went to buy a couple of sale items that I had hoarded away. We are--I'm almost 100 percent sure--supposed to get a discount, even on the sale items, but these stupid girls would NOT give it to me, after I had to wait in the shortest line for about 20 minutes. Anyway, I ended the sucky day super aggravated, and now I'm trying to chill out and forget it ever happened. Now I just want to finish putting things away and make this apartment feel like home.

On Sunday I went to the Lake with my sister and parents. It was HOT but we swam around and relaxed. It was really nice, and Erin and I got some fantastic pictures on the last night. Here are my favs (the rest you can find on Picasa soon):

In with the new

I just moved into my new apartment and I'm loving it. It's quaint, it's pretty, it's friendly. My room came out better than I expected. My roommate and I chose really well, I think. I'm excited!

Tomorrow I go to the Lake with my family and I'm really glad, though it's a little rough having to leave so soon after moving to somewhere new. I feel like I should be there longer before I can go on vacation. The morning is going to be a little crazy.

Dream a Little Dream

Last night I had a dream that Voldemort was attempting to capture Harry Potter in a supermarket filled with Hogwarts students. He was spraying people with a squirt bottle filled with potion. Fabulous dream.

Finally

Well, I feel like writing again, after a lengthy drought of inspiration. Things have been in motion.

I quit my research job, and BOY do I feel relieved. It's a huge weight off my shoulders; there was a lot of responsibility attached to that job. Not that responsibility is a bad thing, it's just that maybe I want that work to contribute more towards my future goals which, as of the past 4 months, have not included research. I'm going to pharmacy school. The ball is rolling. Done deal. Stick a fork...um, yea.

I am super happy with my decision. The fact had become increasingly clear that I didn't want to do research anymore. I didn't want to feel lonely at my desk, in the lab, in my car on the way. I didn't want to statistically analyze my data, I didn't want to clean tanks, I didn't want to smell funny when I left. I didn't want to do it anymore, and I didn't want to do a different variation of it anywhere else, either.

So, I decided. Then, I talked about it. And then, It was done.

My only regret is that I will not be around a wonderful group of people as much anymore. I truly have enjoyed being a fellow scholar with them, but for now 'friend' will suffice. Though Julie reiterates 'Once a scholar, always a scholar' I know it will be different. I think for months it was the only thing holding me back. I was staying for the wrong reasons, however fabulous those 'reasons' may be.

I will be trying to get a pharmacy job in the next few weeks. When I get one, it will be my only job. Well, perhaps on Saturdays I can fold t-shirts...if they're lucky. haHA!

In other news, I'm moving to an apartment soon. I'm excited, and apprehensive. The act of moving itself is always so, so exhausting. And then unpacking...don't think about it, don't think about it...

YO Em--I'm excited! ;-) eee!