another week drawn to a close. nothing fascinating to relate, really. the job is going quite well. next week I start working overtime, but for $15 an hour I won't complain too much.

I may be going home next weekend, depending on whether or not the following monday will be a good time to go to the dmv about my tags. woo. exciting.

oh, but this is exciting...got a nice little package in the mail on wednesday. yup, bartleby has arrived! I've watched it several times already, naturally, and it keeps getting better. although watching it before work is probably a bad idea...

charles has decided that he hates me, for no immediate reason other than I let our engagement slip on sunday. he harbors so much resentment for me; it's really unfair. I understand that ending our relationship hurt him, but that doesn't make me a bad person. I feel that I can say these things honestly about myself: I'm a good and loyal friend, a generous person, and emotionally supportive to those close to me. I don't think that any of my friends or family would deny that. charles is so wrapped up in my not wanting to be around him every second that he's become blinded to any good qualities that I--and our friendship--have. but if he's going to be that immature and petty about things, I guess we're better off keeping to ourselves. although I am disappointed that I'm no longer appointed the best man at snow white and the raptor's wedding. sigh.

I want to take advantage of my night off by being social. time to get on the phone and pester people to that effect.

zzz...zzz...spent four hours cleaning up the grossness that 4109 had become, made a teeter run, now I'm on my way home to get some shuteye. carra and emily are out--emily came for a visit, but is having bad cramps that sound like appendicitis, so it was off to wesley long with them. sure hope she's ok.

had coffee with the heathers at tate street today. found out that heather #1 makes $13.50/hr at wrangler. that's quite good, but as she doesn't have a roommate to share expenses with I imagine we're on similar economic footing. made me feel good about my job.

all the real girls was even better a second time, if that's possible. and I love the neighborhood in w-s that the stevens center's in; hundreds of people mill around a couple of charming square blocks downtown at night, going to clubs and sidewalk cafes. I thought we'd warped time and space and wound up in europe somehow. next month audrey tatou's latest film is playing there. although it got mixed reviews, I'm totally gonna go.

I was supposed to go hiking with charles today and overslept. then we were supposed to watch a video and I got preoccupied. he probably hates me, but I really do appreciate him as a friend. it's just tough to give everyone the time I know they deserve when I work all week, get tired out, and sleep all weekend. hopefully I'll start to manage my time more effectively soon. it's like I told carra the other night: routines can suck, but at least when you have set times to do the shit you don't wanna do you know when you'll be able to do the shit you do wanna do. that doesn't make much sense when I look at it, but it worked for carra when I said it.

I came into this computer lab instead of the other to avoid talking to fernando, dammit, then he comes in here and gets all up in my kool-aid. whafuck?

anyway, I've got sushi to eat before slumbering.