Cold Feet

 My feet are FREEZING. All my socks are dirty and I’m doing laundry…ugh. It could be worse. I checked the weather on my ipod last night…it was 31 in Medford, and 5 in Hillsdale. 5! I can’t even fathom that at this point.

Her name is Kaitlyn. Needless to say, I asked for her number and she relented. We’ve been texting sporadically, a lot more in the past hour or so. I had some plans to go to Portland this weekend that seem to be dashed by work, so I think I might ask her out to dinner Friday depending on how it goes. So far pretty well. I just don’t want to end up in the dreaded Friend Zone…frriieeennnddd zzooonnneee….it’s a scary place. I’ve been here before, but it doesn’t mean I’m any more confident about things. I’m always prepared to move on, and generally am not too concerned about things dying…but I REALLY want things to go somewhere with Kaitlyn. She seems almost ideal for me.

New job training starts tomorrow. It’s only 4 hours, then plasma, then trivia with Cara, Jenny, and perhaps Tara. It’s been a while since the first two and I have all been present, so it should be lots of fun. Bananahammock for #1!

I really didn’t do much today. Gamed with the roomie, went grocery shopping, hung out and played cards with our neighbor…just like any other day. It ends soon enough, soon enough I’ll be somewhat kinda sorta relatively busy. Still need to look for night job. At least until I can get back into school.

I REALLY need to reformat my computer. I put Windows 7 on it, a cracked version…David said it would be fine. David is an idiot. My computer started off fine, but it’s really slow now, especially when browsing the net. I like Windows 7, but I want it to work properly, and I’m poor, so I need to put XP back on it. I want to start trying to get back into being somewhat useful on the computer, so thus Photoshop, Dreamweaver, music creation, stuff like that. It’d be much easier with a fully functional computer. I’m not sure what’s going on. My theories of the computer knowing it’s got a buggy operating system and its’ various efforts to sabotage me are fruitless, but entertaining.

Never did call my mom to check on the disintegrating condition of my once-stable family. Is it laziness, apathy, or fear? I haven’t figured it out yet. Probably a dash of each.