An IRL update.
Well I got a laptop. I’ve got it all set up to handle my at-work-design-stuff, my writing, and I’ve used it for the first time tonight for website updates. But, really, I could do website updates from any computer with an internet connection.
Valentine’s Day sucked the big one. I don’t celebrate V-Day, but everyone else in the greater Spartanburg area does. Thus I was tortured from 11am to 11pm with people willing to spend an ungodly amount of money at the theater. All in all, though, it wasn’t that bad. We had half the staff we had the day before and did more business. We made almost my entire 2009 gross income on V-Day alone. In the concessions stand. We made probably triple what I made in all of ’09 (at 10.25/hr, 40+ hr work weeks) before taxes when you add box office in to what we made in concessions.
Think about that for a moment. Yeah, stop bitching about your job and think about how other people feel every once in a while.
I spent my Tuesday at the VA hospital in Asheville. The place smells like old people and soup… Better than the smell of popcorn, though. I’m not sure if anyone else has ever had to smell theater popcorn for hours at a time, so maybe this is just my poor abused olfactory talking, but freshly popped popcorn smells like pee.
I’ve been working on The Mors Mortis Pandemic. For real this time. I restarted it five times in a week, but I finally broke past the ten page mark. Hopefully I’ll have an entire first chapter (maybe even two) by the end of this month. I’m not counting on it, and you shouldn’t either, but it’d be nice to actually do something by the date that I’d like to have it done (unlike that birthday party invitation idea I had for the theater. I’m about 3.5 months behind on that project).
Other than that, there are no awesome updates in my life. I do love my laptop. Its an Acer Aspire. Cost me a little under $350. I like it. Not a Mac, but it’ll do. I haven’t named her yet. Which I am working on as well. But a funny side note to that would be that as soon as I brought my laptop home, The Beast (my desktop) began to work proper. It was all, “Grr, I hate you. I’m going to stop connecting to the monitor and fuck you all up,” and stuff. Now its all, “Oh, I love you, Fuhrer Crow. Please don’t use me as a pelting device to knock small children unconscious and attempt to use their blood to feed an apple tree.” Like my desktop can really decide if it’ll be used for child abuse or not…
Well, it is now 5:20 in the morning and I have to be at work in 11.5 hours. I think its time for me to get some semblance of sleep. I leave you all with the idea that Scott Michael Foster is hotter than Jake McDorman, and I don’t care if you all call me a loser for watching Greek or not. That show makes me happy. It has Scott Michael Foster in it. Do you? I didn’t think so.
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