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In which I lack a creative title

I am so bad with updating. Meh. C'est la vie.

So I have an eye exam today at 4 which I am SO EXCITED ABOUT! OMG. I'm lucky enough to still be covered by my dad's vision insurance, but the catch is that once I turned 18 I could only get an exam every two years instead of every year. So, my last one was at 20 and now I have finally become eligible again for an eye axam and dear god am I excited to see again! Pathetic fact: For the past two weeks, I have been wearing old, old colored contacts (from when I was probably 18ish) which are way too weak, plus my glasses which are also too weak. When worn together driving is so much better. It's a little strong to wear around the house and whatnot, but walking around campus and driving, anything involving distance works out pretty well. I'm actually kind of embarrassed to admit that to the doctor though. I'm afraid he's going to look at me like I've got two heads or lecture me that I shouldn't combine prescriptions like that. But when I can only get an exam every 2 years and I can't refill my "current" prescription of contacts, I gotta get creative. Really, I was thinking of the safety of others and just being a good person, right? Eh, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Being in my last year of college, I've been having all kinds of panic attacks and OHGODOHGODIHAVETOGROWUP attacks. I've been in school for more than 75% of my life and the idea of not doing that anymore freaks me right the hell out. Grad school, although a nice thought, I've realized isn't very realistic. I just don't have the enthusiasm for it. You have to really want grad school. And to be honest, although the idea of no more school freak me out, at the same time I am so damn sick of school, and ready to just be done. So looks like after graduation I will be entering the job market...which is even scarier these days because no one is hiring anyone and I'm terrified I'll end up working at Borders for the rest of my life.

But then there's the thing. I keep going back to this, too. I already work for Borders. I've been a barista for two years now. I know the workings of the cafe pretty well. I don't think it would be difficult for me to get a job as Cafe Supervisor somewhere. And as much as I say, "I don't want to be at Borders forever" a Supervisor position would be a really good start. Eh, it's maybe not ideal. Ideal would be working for some hip, awesome newspaper or magazine. Or getting paid to blog. Actually my former supervisor, when she left for maternity leave, never came back. She started her own "business" I guess you'd call it. She runs two blogs/communities, about the handmade movement and quality artisan work. It's really cool and I'd love to ask her more about it.

Anyway, must be off now to get my eyes poked and prodded and read letters off a chart. Woo. (I don't know of anyone, ever, who has been this excited about a doctor's appointment.)

Also...the Dolphins won last night!!!! The fourth quarter was so exciting! I am so, so fickle. I was a Pennington fangirl all last season but in two games I have joined the Henne love. That was a great game, and I'm realky excited to see the Dolphins turn it around this season.

Also also...speaking of seasons. Where the heck did fall go? Fall is my season. The pretty leaves, the lovely warmish-coolish temperatures, the crisp air, the smell of wood fires. I've been wearing my winter coat lately. Wtf. No. I demand fall come back. I am not ready for winter. No fair. It's too cold. Every year around this time I proclaim that I'm moving south. I swear, one of these years I'm actually going to.