Wow, it’s been a while, eh? I’d like to say that I’ve been busy. Mostly, I have been. But I’ve also been lazy. Regardless, let’s see what I can remember about the last few weeks.
Most recently: Hello debt, to borrow a phrase from my legal-but-not-yet-moved-in roommate. I bought a bike yesterday. It’s a Novara Aspen, and it’s green. Part of it, anyway. And since my bike that was stolen had the lock and the headlights and the bar ends and the seat pack and the bottle holder on it, I needed those too. And a kickstand. Though I’m a little confused as to how/where to put the one I got on. I love installing things (only a little sarcasm there) but sometimes the simplest things have me muddled. Anyway, it’s a very nice bike, and I’m happy, but dear Lord it cost alot. But it’s an investment, and it’s certainly staying inside now.
Yesterday could be termed an investment day, I suppose. Not only did I get the bike, I got some things at Target that could also be considered investing in my job. Clothes and the like. While there’s no dress code at work, I still feel underdressed sometimes, especially now that I’ll be working with human subjects as opposed to rats. Speaking of human studies, I have to recruit people for the new study I’ll be working on. Joy of all joys. Did I ever mention how calling people is freaky for me? At least it’s not cold-calling. These people volunteered for a study, so at least they know a call might be coming. I’m glad that I’ll have things to do (and thankful I have a job at all) but it’s scary to have something coming up that I know so little about. It’s very new and I’m a little apprehensive. What if I can’t handle it, what if I do something wrong? Boo nervousness. At least it’s comforting that most of the people working on the study with me are new to it too, no one’s done this yet, so we’re all floating in the boat of newness. Yeah.
I don’t know if I can consider wine glasses an investment, but at least now I can indulge my fledging wine tastes in actual glasses instead of cups that were once jam jars. The amount of money spent this weekend is staggering though. No more spending for Jen. I’m an REI co-op member, which means I get a percentage back of what I spend there. I’ve successfully made more of a dividend with yesterday’s one purchase than I’ve made the last two years. Yikes.

My cousin comes into town today with her boyfriend, though for all I know she could be in town already. Does that make me a bad cousin? We used to be so close. Course, her being in Ohio does sort of cut down on the togetherness factor. Hope we get to do some stuff before she heads down to Texas to meet his folks. This could be serious. Man, I need a boyfriend.
You’re all familiar with the Jen’s Roommate Show, right? So technically I have a new roommate. Legally, I mean. She’s signed the lease. The old one expired June 30, so I can call her my roommie, but she can’t actually move in yet. Olga just got back from Colombia after two weeks, when she was supposed to be back on Thursday and moved out yesterday. Today Cece was supposed to move in. I’ve even got the mattress set in the living room to prove it. Unfortunately Cesar (Olga’s bf) got pneumonia down there and ended up in the hospital for three days, hence the delayed return, as flying with pneumonia would be a bad idea. And through some miscommunication the person she was supposed to move in with for the month or so that she would still be in town wasn’t able to get an apartment, so Olga needs to find a place to go. I feel very bad for her, since legally she needs to move out. But she’s a friend and you don’t just kick out your friends. But Cece wants to move in, understandably. Olga asked for a week to sort things out. I hope things will work out, and soon. I’m really disliking this ‘work out at the last minute’ trend that seems to be happnening.
Poor Olga. All that and the airport lost one of her suitcases. She came home to the apartment, dropped off her stuff, told me her story, and left pretty soon after to go to work at her lab. She’s got to catch up on the stuff she was supposed to do last week when she got back. What a day. What a week.
The ants are gone, and the air conditioning, while on all the freaking time (though funnily enough just went off as I typed that) is only making weird vibrating noises off and on instead of every ten seconds like it was two weeks ago. Life is reasonable, if not good.
Oh yeah. I think I got a raise.