Surprises

I haven't been to my own blog in a while. It's exciting to have new people leaving responses! I've been spending my free time at work learning how to wire chandeliers and researching pirate ships for an illustration. I guess I've capped out and I wanted to see my blog again, I really didn't think I'd find new comments so- Yay.

I feel like my life is in a bit of an exciting faze. I got to see Spamalot (last week?) with good friends and my father, it's been a long time since me and my dad went to a performance together. Used to do that a lot when he worked at the Navel Academy, we saw their lovely plays and ballets, I've missed that. It's funny how you stop thinking about things...

I told my friend Kurt how I stay up late regularly and he was incredulous that it didn't ware me out, I feel a bit karmic after that conversation, I've totally felt spent for the last few days, I kept having to get up early and I've been staying up too late. I'm tired, my body is tired. I'm also starting to get anxious about my time again, which is a sure sign I'm not handling it well.

But something very wonderful has happened and I wish I could share it with everyone! I've been accepted into the Maryland Registry for artists! I'm going to have a profile on their webpage. I don't know that anything will come of it, but it feels bally good. I think I'm going to try and get a job with MAP... I really think that would be a good idea for me.

I'm sitting at the short desk because all the tall ones were taken when I got back from break, I think most patrons don't think they can check out with me, they keep passing me by for taller desks. This is the kid desk, families will often request it for their kids, this way they can see. I'm at eye level right now with children. Feels funny checking out tall people. I got asked out by a somewhat creepy guy early in my shift. "hey, I'm not from here so I don't know anyone... (oh no, I see where this is going) you wanna go on a date some time?" The wierd thing is it would make sense to me if I replied "No thank you" simple and direct, but I said "No, that's alright." He's not trying to sell me a vacuum. He was a short, older rotund man who appeared to work on cars, motor oil fingers, he had a huge mass of something in his mouth when he approached me. Sigh.

I think I'll check my other friends blog, I think she probably has a lot of new stuff since I was there last.