the workin' life

So it has been quite some time since my last post. Been real busy for most of it. But everything has been on a slow wind upwards. I'm making real money! My job pays 15$ an hour usually, I'm working with George building a stone patio. It's me him and a guy named Tom, an EE graduate from Alfred! Small world right? He's real cool too, and the job is fun even if it's a crazy amount of work. Been waking up around 5, because we start early, on the site at 7:30 everyday, and we've been working usually till 3 or 4, with maybe 15 minutes for lunch around 10:30 or 11. Most of what I'm doing is hauling stones to where they're supposed to lay and then placing them, picking them back up, shoveling more crusher dust (stone dust that we use to set the stones) or raking more out from under one side, and then putting it back down, repeating this process until the stone is roughly level and matches all the other stones that surround it in the patio. Besides work, life is looking pretty good. When I went to my orientation at RPI, it solidified my fears, most of the kids who were in the same dorm floor as me (we had some "bonding" moments, and then real bonding moments once the advisors went to bed) had never drunk or done drugs, and by most I mean all except me and this other girl. So definitely a little different of a social scene than I'm used to, but I figure that I'll get used to it eventually. There is a social life, there was a dance party hosted as part of the orientation piece, and it was a little sad, there were teh 30% (girls) dancing in the middle, and all the guys outside not really dancing because they felt too awkward, so i got to tear shit up! It was mad fun! I ended up doing a handstand pushup in the middle of a circle of girls, which I haven't really ever done successfully before, and one of the advisors (they were all RPI students) challenged me and I didn't really embarrass myself too badly :P It was fun, and hopefully the other guys will take note that even if you can't dance well you can still dance, and have girls get interested if that's the goal you're after. It wasn't for me. Maybe it's Jake's fault, but I've started enjoying dancing for it's own sake, and regretting that it didn't happen earlier, because it's fun when you just don't give a shit about who's watching or what you look like. Last night I danced to the whole sam cooke album live at harlem square with my mom, dad, and mari, and sometimes by myself, heh. He's just way too catchy to not get up and move! Anyway, I'm hoping I'll have more time to hit this up a little now, I'm going to try to hit it once every day at least, with work it's usually in the evening. My bro's got one too, but i haven't had a chance to check it out yet, I think he's still in the "just got a blog need to post every 5 minutes" stage of things. Ah the good old days :P I wish I still felt that way, but I'm pseudo-glad that it doesn't consume all of my time. I'm definitely going to change the direction of this blog; it is right now something amorphous, but I'm going to try to channel it into a little bit of a journal about what's going on with me, and definitely a place where I can publicly talk about things that interest me, music, movies, girls, foods, parties, everything. So hopefully if I can start really writing stories again, note that all of the hundreds of stories I've written in the past couple months are almost all less than a page in length, I'll put those up too, but as is I'm just cruising, and this is my weekend off for a little while, and I've finally got a few benjigreens in mah pocket. To all my boys in the big BK who've been holding down the fort while I'm upstate, I heard about that shit you did down by the simplex, that shit is ILL. And my bro did a pretty sick piece that he showed me, hopefully he'll eventually get his lazy ass (I hope he's reading this) in gear and do a piece up on teh roof over that dumbass. I'll even help buy the paints for him, maybe. I'll catch you guys on the flip side.