but sleep won out. The heat is exhausting, even without doing much.
As I type, Raf is napping on my bed. Of course when we're sleeping, it's full snoring brigade, and when he's napping, he's as quiet as I am. WTF.
I'm shot too from a night of horrible, horrible dreams. Like scary movie kinds of bad dreams. First there were these dark loft apartments, and I had forgotten to go get something or take care of something, and as I'm waking up I just keep getting like, gruesome murder scenes and flashes of all the famous horror movie "heroes", and I woke up crying. Then I go back to sleep, and they kept happening. Then I go back to sleep and there was a new scary set of dreams, and then I go back to sleep and Raf and I are driving down this huge main road and there's a double tornado forming off in the distance, all clouds exploding on clouds everywhere.
Now, I had sushi last night, so that's nothing out of the ordinary like eating a lot of sauce before bed or something... I got the job at koffee? and I'm anxious about it, I took my vitamins pretty late in the day, and this morning I have a sore spot on the right side of my throat when I swallow. I don't know what any of those things have to do with any other of those things, but that's what's different this morning.
So, yeah, koffee?! I'll hopefully be getting two six-hour shifts, probably Tuesdays and Thursdays from 12-6 (which will change a little when the students come back). That 12 hours, with tips, should net me about a hundred dollars a week and I'm not doing it long enough to make me want to kill myself (like, eight or ten hours a day or anything). Six hours twice a week is really manageable, and maybe some Fridays here and there if I have the time and they have the shifts. Some of my friends have been like, "So what job are you applying for there?" and I'm all, "Um, it's a coffee shop - that one (pointing behind the counter), what else?" and they've been all, "Oh." I mean, come on, really? Would it be strange for a 30 year old single woman, who is trying to get out of debt and save for at least a condo, to take on a breakfast shift or a bartending shift at a restaurant? And if that woman didn't want to be around booze, and knew there was no way she could function consistently at 5 am, what else would she do? Get a second job. $400 a month makes a difference! That's like, all my groceries and store trips. Or most of my rent. Or my car and car insurance payment. Or the timeshare and timeshare credit card payment. What's the big deal? Do we come to a point in life where we are supposed to be above these things or something? Oh, and to top off all of this, how about aforementioned woman wanting to go to school? Or wanting to work in a judgement-free, music friendly, bands-and-art-on-the-walls environment? Is there something I'm missing here? Adults work at Starbucks and Kohl's and all those places. Life is getting more expensive. So what's the problem?
Hopefully nothing. And if there is a problem, tough nuggets, because I'm doing it anyways.
I'll update again later because this one is really all the stuff that was rattling around in my head from yesterday.
Oh, and I have an extra ticket for The Frames on Thursday. Anyone want to come?
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