I'm still not used to it being light out when I get up for work. Every morning when I first peak my eyes open and see the sun shining through my window my heart stops beating for the few seconds it takes me to reach around the floor for my phone and see that I still get to sleep for another half an hour.

Every once in a while I like to take a look at my life and see what doesn't make me happy and do my best to eliminate what doesn't. Most recently I finally admitted to myself that I am completely done with Starbucks. Tonight is my last shift!! I do have to find another job since I can't get enough hours at the museum to pay rent AND buy groceries... but the thought of finally being finished there is so exhilarating.

please to be having job

This week I am going to start volunteering at the Citadel. I've been wanting to volunteer somewhere for a while and after comparing the time commitment, perks, easiness of job being a volunteer usher wins big.
Perks:
-earn free tickets!! I LOVE THEATRE!!
-I get to weild a flashlight to use against evil text messagers
-I get to sit down
-I pretty much get to dress like a ninja

I quit Starbucks. Finally. But now I am done at the end of the week and I have to find a new job. Aye aye aye.... job hunting is not the funnest thing in the world.

sleep aides

If you need to go to bed early one night but don't think you'll be able to fall asleep I have a surefire method to help you. You simple spend 5 hours at the waterpark and then eat a giant steak and I guarantee you'll fall asleep before your head hits the pillow.

general safety notice to children of bad parents

It really bothers me when I hear parents arguing with their small children over semantics. Yeah, sure.. you want your children to learn to speak properly. But often times you are being the worst kind of grammar nazi, the kind that preys upon toddlers. You should just be glad they can form sentences.

I was in the museum cafe today and there was a small child rining the callbell over and over while the mother did nothing. This is the same child who refused to say please or thank you for their hand stamp earlier in the day. (I have a thing where I wont stamp a childs hands if they can't ask using their words..and their manners.. banging your hand on my desk yelling "STAMP! STAMP!" certainly doesn't qualify.)
...ANYWAY!!! Realizing the mother isn't going to do anything I slid the bell over where he couldn't reach. He then practically climbed up on me to get to it so I cupped my hand over it so it wouldn't make any noise. The kid just looked at me like I had ripped a lollipop out of mouth and stomped on it. I told him people liked to eat their lunches in peace, his mom pretended nothing was happening.

PARENTS!!

Please do not let your children run around like terrors. I can not say I will always be able to keep myself from smacking them, it's safer if they do not tempt me.

price to pee

Last night I went to see 'Broadway Backwards', a musical review showing at the Jekyll & Hyde. There were girls singing boy songs and boys singing girl songs, and some hilarity ensued! Cody Michie definitely stole the show with "A Privilege To Pee" from the musical Urinetown. It was a lot of fun! I really like going to the Jekyll & Hyde for shows. Although I did get the cranky waitress. I highly doubt it takes 5 minutes to pour a single pint of Ricard's Red. She was rude and antsy, but did not succeed in ruining my evening!!