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Post Grad Post!
Hey, I graduated!
Now I am living with my grandparents until I start work with GE. Hm, that reminds me, I gotta install Office on this here grandparent computer so I can look at the spreadhseets they have been sending me about where I am going to work and all.
So, yea. I tried to get a wireless network hooked up so I can steal their internet and use it upstairs. Wireless blows. I am merely one floor away, and I get like a 10% signal. I was told this is due to floorboards and walls and shit ... they told me if you can't SEE the receiving station, usually it gets really weak. WTF wireless, why are you so useless? So I bought a stronger antennae ... to no avail. I really don't think wireless is useful anymore and no longer advocate it. Now, my plan is to bring back all of the crap I bought and buy a 40 foot cat5 cable, put it out of the window on the second floor where my room is, and bring it into the window on the first floor where my nanas room is. It is going to look hilarious. I'll take a picture when I get the chance.
Oh, and in the meantime, I am a mystery shopper now. I get paid to go to movies and restaurants and give my opinion of the place, basically. Yea, I had to pay to register, and yea, there are tons of these places online that ARE scams, but I found this one in the paper. It's pretty legit if you ask me. All you have to do is sign up, and do two trial shoppings for free, and fill out the reports (so they can decide if you pay enough attention to detail and if you are literate) and you're in. I just signed up and did my trial stuff, and they liked it, so I start next week. Here we come free fun!
So my nana used to own a tanning salon back in the day, and she would give us quarters to clean the beds afterwards. In retrospect, I think I should have gotten way more. Anyway, she kept one of the beds. It's in the room where my computer is hooked up, sooooo, I got curious after being around it a lot and decided it could maybe help prepare my pale likeness for the summer of heat to come. I've been using it lately, and no color yet, but I'm taking it slow. I don't fully trust this cancer oven, even with the silly eye goggles!!
In other news, Magic and I went to the Harbourside last nite. My older brother Matt goes there all the time, but this was my first time. Now, it was a shitty, rainy night, so the outdoor deck area didn't have the bar it usually does, but the place was still pretty damn cool. The age range was ridiculously wide though. I would often find myself checking someone out, then she would turn around and I would be disgusted with myself. Anyway, I was there with Magic cause one of his friends was celebrating his birthday. This kid had a friend who brought her friends along. Now, I assumed these girls were with one of Magics friends I did not know, but they really weren't. One of them was kinda cute, and she noticed me checking her out a few times, and vice versa, but I didn't really feel like approaching, cause I didn't know the situation, and mostly, I didn't care really - I just wanted to chill with the guys.
Anyway, at one point we end up outside, all of us, and it's quieter so there is more chat. At one point, one of the girls asks me if I get told that I look like someone a lot. In actuality, I do get that a lot, I don't know why. I must have a really generic face or something. Anyway, I respond by saying something witty like 'Oh yea, all the time, let me get my list out and see if yours matches one I got here ...". They thought it was funny, and we started talking from there. Anyway, long story short, I got both of their numbers and screenames, they seem like fun people and said they'd like to go to a club sometime or something and I was cool with that. Point is, this always happens to me. I will never approach a girl, I hardly put in any effort at all, and I always end up talking to the girl that I think is worth it, but I don't bother, cause I hate playing that game. I must have some sort of strange charm or something. I mean, I'm not complaining about it, it's really cool actually. I just don't get how so many other people have such a hard time meeting people in bars or clubs - I just can't help it!
Hey, I graduated!
Now I am living with my grandparents until I start work with GE. Hm, that reminds me, I gotta install Office on this here grandparent computer so I can look at the spreadhseets they have been sending me about where I am going to work and all.
So, yea. I tried to get a wireless network hooked up so I can steal their internet and use it upstairs. Wireless blows. I am merely one floor away, and I get like a 10% signal. I was told this is due to floorboards and walls and shit ... they told me if you can't SEE the receiving station, usually it gets really weak. WTF wireless, why are you so useless? So I bought a stronger antennae ... to no avail. I really don't think wireless is useful anymore and no longer advocate it. Now, my plan is to bring back all of the crap I bought and buy a 40 foot cat5 cable, put it out of the window on the second floor where my room is, and bring it into the window on the first floor where my nanas room is. It is going to look hilarious. I'll take a picture when I get the chance.
Oh, and in the meantime, I am a mystery shopper now. I get paid to go to movies and restaurants and give my opinion of the place, basically. Yea, I had to pay to register, and yea, there are tons of these places online that ARE scams, but I found this one in the paper. It's pretty legit if you ask me. All you have to do is sign up, and do two trial shoppings for free, and fill out the reports (so they can decide if you pay enough attention to detail and if you are literate) and you're in. I just signed up and did my trial stuff, and they liked it, so I start next week. Here we come free fun!
So my nana used to own a tanning salon back in the day, and she would give us quarters to clean the beds afterwards. In retrospect, I think I should have gotten way more. Anyway, she kept one of the beds. It's in the room where my computer is hooked up, sooooo, I got curious after being around it a lot and decided it could maybe help prepare my pale likeness for the summer of heat to come. I've been using it lately, and no color yet, but I'm taking it slow. I don't fully trust this cancer oven, even with the silly eye goggles!!
In other news, Magic and I went to the Harbourside last nite. My older brother Matt goes there all the time, but this was my first time. Now, it was a shitty, rainy night, so the outdoor deck area didn't have the bar it usually does, but the place was still pretty damn cool. The age range was ridiculously wide though. I would often find myself checking someone out, then she would turn around and I would be disgusted with myself. Anyway, I was there with Magic cause one of his friends was celebrating his birthday. This kid had a friend who brought her friends along. Now, I assumed these girls were with one of Magics friends I did not know, but they really weren't. One of them was kinda cute, and she noticed me checking her out a few times, and vice versa, but I didn't really feel like approaching, cause I didn't know the situation, and mostly, I didn't care really - I just wanted to chill with the guys.
Anyway, at one point we end up outside, all of us, and it's quieter so there is more chat. At one point, one of the girls asks me if I get told that I look like someone a lot. In actuality, I do get that a lot, I don't know why. I must have a really generic face or something. Anyway, I respond by saying something witty like 'Oh yea, all the time, let me get my list out and see if yours matches one I got here ...". They thought it was funny, and we started talking from there. Anyway, long story short, I got both of their numbers and screenames, they seem like fun people and said they'd like to go to a club sometime or something and I was cool with that. Point is, this always happens to me. I will never approach a girl, I hardly put in any effort at all, and I always end up talking to the girl that I think is worth it, but I don't bother, cause I hate playing that game. I must have some sort of strange charm or something. I mean, I'm not complaining about it, it's really cool actually. I just don't get how so many other people have such a hard time meeting people in bars or clubs - I just can't help it!
