Becky and I.Becky (my girlfriend, see above) went to work at what I think was eleven in the morning. I slept through her leaving and woke up around one. I rose with nothing on my schedule similar to the day before and the day before that. This summer so far has consisted of me going to applying for jobs, feeding my bearded dragon Yoshi, and resurrecting my Pokemon addiction on Gameboy. The ladder one being the most prevalent in my life.... until I got a very anticipated phone call.
I played Pokemon in bed for a around an hour and half. I texted Bianca (my oldest, dearest friend) after a while and we went to lunch. At lunch I ate a giant B.L.T. and Bianca and I stared at a one of the restaurant patrons who unfortunately had a pee stain on his pants. After lunch we stopped at Petsmart just to look around and 20 minutes later we left with two mice, that I named Laverne and Shirley, and a bunch of mice shit. Mice shit that I spent my only cash on. (I will elaborate on the animals in my life at the bottom of this.) We went back to her house and set up the mice's living area in an old storage container with a missing lid. They were cute and we played with them for somewhere close to fifteen minutes.Unfortunately Laverne had a shitting issue. And this is where it gets exciting.
I'd say we were probably on our third hour of Arrested Development on her computer, when my phone started ringing. It was the guy that interviewed me a few weeks prior for a heavily desired poisiton at a garlic factory in Orlando. I'll explain.
This was just one of the many jobs I have applied for the in the past months, and is also one of the many I have applied for off of a Craigslist ad. Out of somewhere around fifty-five jobs, the garlic people were the only ones who called me back. He told me (did not ask) to show up at the factory at 6:45 am and to not wear anything that could get caught in moving machinery. I have no idea what to expect at the factory though I am not picturing anything farther than what the real (human) Laverne & Shirley did on TV. They worked at a factory on an assembly line for something and it was all smiles, teamwork, and great inner satisfaction for them, I think it will be exactly the same for me. I plan on lying to my parents about how far away it is. Not because I enjoy lying to them but because the other day they found out I was going to deliver some monthly Christian Magazine for some extra money. My father did not take the news well and he made me cry in front of my family because of the "damage" delivering some shitty, free, magazine once a month, was going to do to the Mercedes Benz I drive, which I'm sure I'll explain later. Apparently he has a fear of me using the car for anything other than driving to school and back to Clearwater to see them. So I told them it was fifteen minutes away. In reality its almost half an hour and I go through around four tolls to get there.
This is what happened to me today. I will be working at a garlic factory tomorrow and possibly delivering a Christian Newspaper at some point this week.
And now for the animals. When I move into my apartment this summer (July 15th) I plan on opening a zoo in my walk-in closet. This will include my bearded dragon and the mice so far. If all goes well with the garlic I will hopefully be adding a hedgehog, maybe a prairie dog, defintely some sugar gliders, another reptile, and a cat, named Obama. I think it's a good plan. Last semester I partially owned a Rabbit named Thomas Jefferon, but he was not litter box trained like the flea market employee assured us, it was waste of eight dollars and we left him free.
But now I must go because I did not caught Snorlax last time I ran into him in Pokemon and this is my last chance. Also my Pokemon character's name is DickBit.
Myself walking Jefferson before we decided he belonged in the wild.
Yoshi in a perfectly sized sombrero.
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