Short one, eh? I bought a bed. It's a queen size. The guy kind of talked me into it, but it was the same price as the full set because I had a coupon I got off the internet. Whatever, it's coming on Tuesday morning, that's all I care about. Hope it's super. Going back home for Labor Day fun I guess. Rochester rocks. Glad to be back.

Okay, I'm pretty much completely moved into my apartment in Rochester now. We got up here at about 1am, and that would have been fine, except I don't have a bed here. But that's okay, because we brought an inflatable air mattress. But it wasn't okay, because we forgot the pump that inflates the inflatable air mattress. So we put the airless air mattress on the floor, put a comforter on top of it, then slept under another comforter. Oh my Lord. I am never sleeping on the floor again unless I am in Honduras and I'm taken hostage by crazy rebels. Joe says he likes a firm bed, so right before we went to sleep I asked, "So, is this the kind of mattress you want?" He was mostly asleep already, having fallen asleep on the car ride up, but he says, "Yeah, this is fine with me." N-O, no. No way am I getting a bed even anywhere near that firm. I don't want a bed that feels like you're climbing in cotton/jello, but I'm getting something plush/pillowtop whatever. We have to go mattress shopping today, because I want to get a bed in here a.s.a.p. I also have to go over to the P&C store and talk to the manager and see if I am indeed going to get a job there. My class schedule kind of sucks, and because of that I'm probably only going to be able to work weekends, which is fine I guess, except I'm going to have to work EVERY weekend, and last year that was my prime Joe-time. I can work from 6-10:30 or possibly until midnight on Thursdays if they really wanted me to, but other than that my availability is only on Fri-Sat-Sun. And I figure just to pay my rent, utilities, and cell phone bill, I'm going to have to work 23 hours a week. And that's for no gas money or spending money. I think I agreed with my mom that they're going to help me with about $100 a month towards rent, so that's a big help there. I spent my whole summer working at Quality, but I didn't save that much (sue me) so I don't have a lot to play with. I'll say what I've said all along. Sure, saving money is very very important. I saved $500 from what I made this summer. I'm not sure how much I actually made, but my savings account has money in it, and that's what matters. I figure when I'm working 30, 32 hours a week, I'm entitled to go to a concert, or go to a movie, and spend that money on something I like and want. Besides, I only went to one concert this summer (Edgefest in Buffalo) and I'm going to one more tomorrow (The Tragically Hip at Darien Lake (which suuuuuucks as a venue)). Darn it, I'm only young once, so I'm not going to work work work and never play. I'm going back to sleep now, because it's only 7am. Yeah I know, right?

Wow. Last day at Quality. I actually felt a lot more sad about leaving than I expected. I got a couple of hugs and was sad that I would no longer be working with these people I can now call friends. Actually they were probably the closest things I had to friends this whole summer, because being away at school last year really pulled me farther away from my "high school" friends, and this summer I didn't really spend time with anyone except my boyfriend. And he's super to spend time with, but it made me sad that no one called, no one wondered how I was doing... Meh, what can you do? I spent this summer at Joe's, at Quality, and watching The Simpsons. I'm ready for adulthood, right?

This is my first day on blogspot.com. This is also my last day working at Quality Markets. I am the teeniest bit sad, but not enough to change my demeanor. I am sick and tired of Jamestown, NY and am looking forward to getting back to Rochester. I start classes a week from today, and hopefully this year at RIT will go smoother than the last. Hopefully I won't freak out and take a leave of absence like last year. Because if I do that this time, I'm sure they won't be so lenient on me and let me come back into the program. I just need to suck it up and finish. This is my 4th year of college, but not my last, and that is unimaginably frustrating to me. If RIT had accepted all of my credits from JCC, I would completely be done this year. But I can't do anything about that I guess. I just have to keep slogging (blogging?) through, and finish as soon as I can. What a depressing first blog. No rants yet for today, but it's only 10:45am. Check back, eh?