how was your / plans for your / weekend?

For some reason I now have an internet filter on my office computer and it blocks several of my linked blogs. Is this the beginning of the end? Let’s hope not. Unfortunately this means I will not be able to refresh your blog one hundred times per day as I’ve done in the past. Among those blocked – becky, metal, Krista, post secret, and plenty of other sites I check on a regular basis, I’m sure.

Well, the phrase around the office today is “how was your weekend?” Then again, it always is. Monday and Tuesday are “how was your weekend?;” Wednesday and Thursday are “do you have any plans for the weekend?” Well, how was my weekend? Friday was a whole lot o’ nothing (to the best of my knowledge), with the exception of paying for software to back up my questionable files on my ipod, anticipating a full collapse of my desktop PC in the near future. Saturday saw xtina getting hammered off three drinks and some cold medication (not taken for this honestly undesired effect). Sunday I received a phone call from a one Mr. Campbell followed by a scenic drive to Fennville to meet with said Mr. Campbell as well as Andrew, Budde, Nick, and Veldman at Andrews folk’s cottage. Then yesterday xtina and I went to the LaGrand’s cottage on the shore to beat the stifling heat of the city. We had a great time – drank some beer, ate some food, went swimming and kayaking with the Swedberg kids. Finally last night we determined to finish season two of the sopranos, keeping our tired bodies up past 12:30 (that just made me sound ancient).

Not much else new to report. We’re still planning on moving, I’m getting more nervous and frightened. This will most likely culminate in me panicking and considering not going at a most inconvenient step in the moving process (for those of you who remember my hasty, ill-reasoned actions over a year ago). I just wish I knew I could find an apartment/job before quitting what I already have and find suitable. I know this dilemma is nothing new and is going to be confronted at some point in my life. Well, I should probably go home soon, there is an 85 degree kitchen full of dishes to wash.

update: move

You knew it would happen sooner-or-later. I'm posting from work. I dare you to call me a little bitch now! I honestly sat down to post this weekend and couldn't bring myself to write another update on nothing that I'm not particularly proud of. Xtina and I are going to Chicago tomorrow. We'll probably scope-out some neighborhoods, do a little shopping, maybe see a museum, etc... We have a sudden interest in Chicago because, get this, we've decided to move there. The very thought of it makes me quesy. Think of all the people! Each one another reason to get angry and take it out on my spouse. In all seriousness, I'm excited to move. There are things about GR that I'll miss, particularly several people. I hope you know who you are. There are other things, too, like having a back yard, silence, being able to go several days without spending money, and of course, SECURITY. No, I'm not afraid of crime, I mean security in the sense that right now I don't have to worry about paying the rent, getting to work, dealing with bad landlords, knowing where things are. But the time is right. We're young, dissatisfied with our jobs and unable to find new ones (well, I can't at least) and the only committment we have is a voluntary one. This won't happen until August, but I'll be sure to fill out an interview project questionnaire on my way out.

my advice to you, sir...

It's that time of year again: time to update my resume and do my best to write a flattering cover letter. There certainly aren't many opportunities for college grads without a specialization these days, despite what the president says. On craigslist chicago (where people use craigslist) there appears to more options for me than here. Then again, perhaps in Chicago they may just be better at posting the ubiquitous "fake" craigslist job post. EARN MONEY FROM HOME! $1,000 PER WEEK! - is how it would read here. I think I'd like to stick around for a while, I don't feel as though I'm done with GR yet. Then again, part of me feels like I'm wasting my youth here and I'm ready for a change. I am completely unprepared to move. At least I have some friends there. Trying to find a job may be the most agonizing endeavor known to me at this point in my life. At least this year, as I'm searching, I already have a job and I'm not eating-up my savings.

Today xtina and I decided that we'd like to go to Chicago over our anniversary weekend (two weeks away) but it seems as though every hotel in the city is booked. We should have come to this consensus weeks ago. The problem at-hand is that I'd like to stay in the city (not at a holiday inn express by the airport) and not pay $450 per night. aww hell.

Tulip Time is here again. I don't think I'll make an apperance this year, although seeing dutch dancers (women playing both the mens and womens roles) shaking their calvinist shame fingers as part of the choreographed dance. Perhaps calvinist shame is why young men in holland don't dare dutch dance in the first place?