It's Saturday morning, and I slept late! For the first time all SUMMER!

Holla kids,

So, it's Saturday morning, and i'm about to leave for Greenville to help out with that charity run, and hopefully see some fun fun people! I'm posting before I leave this morning, because I'm not sure that I'll have internet access again before Monday morning. So Thursday night, I had an amazing dinner at Sushi 101 with Josh Copeland and Christine Rowland. I also got to meet two of Christine's Teach for America friends, who are really nice and seem like lots of fun.

Yesterday at work was rather uneventful. I was actually semi-busy most of the day. I didn't read a magazine or book, and didn't update the blog. It's amazing how time flies when you've actually GOT SOMETHING TO DO AT WORK. :) Not that I'm complaining, haha.

So I'm going to Greenville shortly, and I'm lunching with the Schoonmaker's Sunday after church - which I'm really excited about. I haven't seen either of them since commencement, although I've had a couple extended conversations with Brucifer on the telephone while sitting at my desk, not working. ;) I'm also going to see Nikel and Tessa for the first time since commencement, although, I'll be seeing them again shortly, when we go to see "The Devil Wears Prada" and KELLY CLARKSON IN CONCERT on July 4.

So yeah, then Sunday afternoon, I may be making an impromptu trip to Asheville with Big Papi (i.e. my dad) to visit this lady who used to live in our neighborhood. She was always really sweet, and took care of her mother until just recently, when her mother passed away. (All this responsibility was left to her because her brother was one of these moped-driving, malt-liquor swilling, hard drug taking, good for nothing people, who on more than one occasion, stole shit out of my dad's parked car over night - INCLUDING, but not limited to: his checkbook, cd's, and a tank of gas - by syphoning. I know. WTF?)

Anyway, this lady's mother just passed a few years ago, and she moved to Asheville to FINALLY start her own life - mid-30's - only to find out that she has stage 3 ovarian cancer, and has less than a year to live. It's the most genuinely heart-breaking story I've ever been this close to. It really sucks. So, we may be going to visit her on Sunday afternoon. We'll see.

Anyway, I'm about to hop in the shower and head on down the road. Hit my cell piece if you're in Greenville this weekend and want to play.

It's Friday-eve ... holla!

This lady at work - who I'm pretty sure dislikes me - enjoys wishing everyone a happy "friday eve" when she comes in on Thursday mornings. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I don't like her either. ;)

So I'm really excited, because I'm going to charlotte after work today to meet Josh Copeland and Christine Rowland for dinner! yay! Yay for leaving gastonia for the night, haha. I think we're going to meet near Southpark, which is great, because there are tons of great restaurants around there. The top contenders in my mind are Dean & Deluca or ..... Cheesecake Factory. mmmmmmmm...
I've been saving my calories all day, just in case we end up at Cheesecake Factory, haha.

So today I took some Subway over to my grandparents' house today, and we had a nice little lunch together, while watching the local 12 o'clock news. I even started my lunch break a little earlier than usual so that I could miss the "lunch rush" at the Subway and fit in maximum grandma/grandpa time. It was a nice lunch (not to mention minimal caloric intake).

But the whole time we were eating, their dog was running amok - truly, bat-shit crazy, all over the place. First of all, it's a poodle. I effing hate poodles; they're all ugly as hell and hateful, hateful creatures. And this one is still pretty young, so it's got all this pent-up energy. I can't imagine being that animated, and living with geriatrics. No wonder she freaks out any time someone new walks in. She's dying just for something (ANYTHING!) to happen. Anyway, this bitch scratches my grandma all over the place, and today I walk in and my grandma looks like effing Scarface or something. She's got two red lines from her cheekbone almost to her jawline, it's crazy. She looks like she's been mawled by a damn bobcat.

Anyway, that's the highpoint of my afternoon. I know, it's an incredibly stimulating life. Haha, stimulating ....

He drinks Tequila, while she talks dirty in Spanish

So I'm at work. No real craziness today.

BUT, I found out that I'm going to Greenville for the weekend! I didn't think I'd be going back to visit so soon, but dad called me to ask if I'd help out with a 5k for charity thing, setting out luminaries and doing registration stuff, so I thought - sure! So I'm pretty sure I'm leaving Saturday, either mid-morning or lunchtime. And I've made lunch plans w/ BSchoon for Sunday, and I spoke with Joe and Nikel about hanging out while I'm in town. There are actually alot of Furman folk there, because there's a wedding - and although all my friends knew these people, I don't really know them that well. So basically, I'm the only person I know who isn't going. Yeah, whatev.

Robert and I ate lunch at Sake yesterday. Which is funny. But only because I just ate there Wednesday of last week, with Emily Brown. And who did we run into yesterday? Yeah, um, that'd be Emily Brown. I love being a fat girl. Anyway.

I talked to Joseph Stanek on AIM the other night. He's working insane days, waiting tables at two different restaurants. I think that borders on masochism, but he would be into that. ;) He said he wants to have money for Italy, and working that hard is admirable, but whoa damn. I put in my time in Food Service, and never intend to darken a staff entry door at a Chick-fil-A again.

I'm thinking about giving a recital here in Gastonia this summer. My mom pointed out that my grandparents haven't seen me perform since the days of highschool musicals. That's four years of kick-ass BSchoon training they're missing out on. I'm scouting out venues now. Lemme know if you have any suggestions.

Holla bye - for now.

Day 2 - holla

So, I just discovered that I can actually update my blog from work. Somehow - miraculously, it isn't a "banned" site. It sucks, because most of the time-killing sites I love (aka The Superficial, Gmail, Facebook, etc) cannot be accessed from my work computer.

The Superficial is actually listed as "Adult/Pornographic." Since when does detailed postings of "nip slips" qualify a site as pornographic? Sheesh. The Facebook is listed as "Dating/Personals." Yeah ... like anyone would ever date the freaks that troll Facebook for relationship possibilities. Consequently, my web-surfing at work is restricted to Craigslist (), searching for apartments in Boston, Netflix (), and Wikipedia (). Luckily there's always something fun to read on Wikipedia.

So let me preface this next story with how much I LOVE my job and LOVE my co-workers. That being said; this office is about as inefficient as is possible. Par exemple: This morning, I get here at 8am, and a list that I left on my desk has been altered, after quitting time ... shit. A person in my office - who shall remain nameless - has assigned people to go pick up folders from schools that have already said they would bring them to us. Why, you might ask? Beats the hell out of me ... lemme know if you come up with an answer. So anyway, people are showing up at these schools requesting folders that are either en route to us already, or with teachers who plan on bringing them to us. So the secretaries at these schools don't know what to do when these people walk in asking for important (not to mention confidential) documents and they are nowhere to be found.

So as I'm calling schools to make sure they still have the folders before our guys get there, I'm informed that the assistant director of the entire department is asking for me on the phone. Not the person who incited this clusterf**k (still nameless), but me. She says, "Nameless said we needed them before the deadline you gave them to drop off, so I'm on my way to get it." Well Nameless had given me the G--D--- deadlines in the firstplace. Why didn't he/she just say what she/he meant the first time around? Because he/she decided not to do things the logical way, we look like effing idiots at fifteen different schools across the county. But that's okay, I'm just the guy answering the phones ... I'm just the person who looks like an idiot when people call and say, "But you said..."

Whatev.

Anyway, this new blog unrestricted funness almost makes up for the morning of frantic, apologetic, and generally ridiculous phone calls. Expect damn-near daily updates. ;)

So this should be fun, right?

In my post-undergraduate world, now that the new has worn off of the facebook, I was inspired by Nikèl to start my own blog to keep my friend abreast (haha, breast) of what I'm up to these days, and once I move off to Boston.

My friend Sara assured me that I'm interesting enough to write a blog, so I know there will be at least two people (including myself) who will read this effing thing. I think it should be fun.

We'll see. ;)