good day. + random encounters on city streets.

Yep, I put in my two weeks last week. So almost done. Not happy there and highly allergic to bad things growing there...

Rocked it at work today. One thousand dollar sale (1184, thankyouverymuch, that should've been an additional 288 had the woman remembered to buy the coat initially). Boss says perhaps parking and benefits soon? That would be so nice!

It was a good day. i got free food:

I met a random dude from New Orleans. the reason i met that guy is b/c there was a "dusty rose" (specific, eh?) stepladder outside of Talbots and it was decided it was free for the taking b/c it was just leaned up outside the building. so i took it and was carrying it the two blocks to my car. the dude commented on the ladder and we got to talking, went for coffee. I got a free coffee and chicken wrap out of the deal. Is that wrong? I knew I was just going for food, and he was cool to talk to, but I was quite uninterested in him as I *heart* my current boyfriend. So yeah, the old Port City Java = mondo expensive new place. $10 for the wrap/chips (why?) What? It's crazy. That's why they don't post their prices... oh, and as I was within sighting distance of my car, he was like, "are you sure you don't want to go out for drinks?"

yes, i'm sure. i've told you that several times. I also insisted upon coffee and not dinner. and mentioned my adorable boyfriend several times, too.

"are you sure you don't want me to walk you [the 50 ft] to the car?"

yes, i'm sure. right, it's that dangerous in new orleans that i need an escort... Hell, NO! I"m not that stupid. There will be no non-open spaces w/ you buddy. No car. He didn't send out creepy vibes, but he was rather insistent all the same. no, no drinks. Fortunately, Taylor called about which Harry Potter house I was in, so that was a welcome distraction and made it clear that I'm a big dork, and thusly [i hoped] less attractive. i didn't know how else to say i was not interested aside from, "I have a boyfriend. I am not going out for drinks or dinner [with ANY other men]. No."

don't know if i'd even ask for hotel info if i finally ever made it to new orleans... i might. i'm only going there if it's w/ the bf or w/ my gals -- certainly not alone, b/c that's just plain stupid -- and he seems nice. he gave me his card. he said he knows of good deals on hotels things b/c of work. but i'm not going there anywhere in the near future. i don't even have paid vacations yet.

I was in it for a quick conversation and a free meal. I don't usually do that. but the opportunity presented itself -- and hey, that meant i didn't have to cook. rock. so i went home and he went away. yay.

also, when wandering downtown w/ the gals, we were passed on king by a creepy man who said in an odd annoyed tone, "y'all are in my way!" or something. I felt it necessary to apologize, so I said, "Sorry, man..." as we went single file. Unfortunately, he decided that was an invitation to start talking at us. Not to us. At us. "Haha, I was just kidding! I didn't mean it....Where y'all from?"
"Here." we answered flatly and without emotion. asked stupid crap. creepy. He was all *ewwww* and actually put an arm around taylor and addressed her as "redhead." We all looked at each other and turned and walked the other way. It was not cool, but we also possessed silly string, street smarts, sarcasm, car keys w/ a razor blade/nail file, and a gal w/ a black belt in our posse, yo, so we could've kicked some if we needed to.

and then i searched out a sunday paper at one in the morning b/c i need coupons b/c i'm not making that much money. and i'm ocd about sales. wafflehouse has papers, score! HT on Folly does not. haha, yeahhhh, i'm cool like that. but, in comfort, that's why one of the nice cashiers at HT gets the paper too. We had a silly bonding moment over coupons.

that's enough for now, i think.

So many shows... so much trivia...

Okay:

past few weeks: new job -- mehhh? not loving it. still not sure if i'll stay. however, having the parking spot is mighty nice... still considering sermet's b/c i'd be happier, but make $1/hr less...

trivia two weeks ago: 2nd place! Team "Snapes on a plane": me, Taylor, Maddog, Mary Ann, and Jim.

trivia last week: ohhhhh, we won! (me, Taylor, Maddog, Mary Ann, and Sermet's Sarah- Team "education + tragedy = happiness" or something) and we beat the rival team of Bill Carson, Nathan Koci, and co. ("dutch oven muppet experiment") That was the real victory, especially b/c I'd caught Bill at the door and asked if he wanted to join our team. He'd politely refused and said they were meeting friends and would be on that team. Final score: E+T=H : 1st place, $50 bar tab. DOME: 5th place, $0 bar tab. Oh yeah. Beat them on the last question.

Friday night: David Mead show at the vt. it was pretty sweet. but the opener guy soon lapsed into christian rock, so Kaminsky's Sarah bought us (m, T, MA) appropriate shots ("the blood of christ" hahahaha) to deaden the pain. DM was just adorable. He was dressed very 1950s, with a red pomp, button down shirt, and cuffed jeans. Johnny Gray played w/him too, and that of course was fun. I didn't see much of the circular strumming I'd heard so much about, but i did get to see a pbr in a can spilled on a ukelele. ("the uke took a hit! the uke is down!"). fun show.

saturday: flea marketness. oh yes, this is a supreme flea market. wow. scored a serger, a 1914 sewing machine (too heavy for me to get it out of my car. i need a boy for that.), and an amber globe light that's real similar to the one in my room back home. I went swing dancing briefly, and convinced only one person to trek on over to O'Hara and Flynn's for the requisite weekly music/wine (or mineral water, as was the case last night for me) enjoyment. Nobody blues dances here. it sucks. I balboa-ed ("bal"ed. to "revolution is eternal") with the guy who came with, and it was fun. he wasn't real happy with the whole atmosphere, i don't think. perhaps he's not into that type of music, or felt out of place b/c everyone in the wineshop was friends and we had a certain rapport. taylor came and hung out. good times for everyone except random bal boy.
I missed Jim a lot, b/c he would've dug the impromptu jams going down, and even known the words to that one verse of "Rocky Raccoon."

sunday. lazy sunday. violent femmes show tonight with taylor.

(last weekend was bill/nathan/flynn/kaler at redux, then "athens night" with the modern skirts at cumberlands... i do go out a lot, non?)