If I had a hammer...

Things at school are starting to get going-papers, presentations and grading assignments.
I am also feeling like a bit of a day laborer, because I have done some baby sitting, sorting e-bay "inventory" and cleaning for cash. No job is too small. Also, I have joined up with some rock and roll fellas, and I am strumming the 4 strings and I am on the mike. It is really fun to be playing in a rock band again. The guys are really easy going and I like the music they play. The camaraderie between musicians in a band, for me, is something I cherish. This includes the good, the bad, and the ugly. This just reminded me I should change my strings.

Losing My Religion...

So it looks like I will have to get part time job. I know, boo-hoo me, but I was hoping to not during my first semester at CSULB. The teachers aide pay is not going to cut it and I like Synergy drinks and they cost money so I will pound the pavement and find me some work.
The reason I titled this entry "Losing My Religion," is I applied for a part time job at a big corporation. I am not super PC and I like the store okay, but I feel as if I am truly co-opting with the man if I work there. But it is close to school and they are open hours which I could work---SO!!! what is a girl to do? I hope I don't have to turn in my Northern California Mentality Card.
What store is it? I ain't telling unless I get the gig! :)

How Soon is Now?

I am the sun and the air...Went to my 20 year high school reunion. I have a question, who in the hell are these people? I mean I was not popular, but I did have the reputation of good parent signature skills and in the morning you could find me sitting in front of the office with my pal, A.
I was pleased to hang out with a few folks.

Like a zero drowning in a sea of higher numbers...

Okay. So I have started school and I am really digging it at the moment-with that said today at school was a bit of a challenge for me.
I got my contract for my TA position and had to submit it to payroll to get paid.
The campus is big and sits on a hill. I was down at the music building and had to go to the library, and payroll. Great! I stepped into the library which is at the other end of campus and realized I had forgotten to go to payroll which is located in the middle of campus. So after I walked up and down the stairs at the library for an hour, I went back to payroll. Did everything there and they tell me I have to get a graduate assistant ID, SOOOO I walked back to the ID center which is on the way to the library. Then I remembered I needed to get a form to get keys and so I went back to Brotman, where the payroll office is....the line was ridiculous so I said forget it and went to take the bus home.
Now the funny thing about the bus is just yesterday I was telling my friend J in Nashville how the bus is WAY better than the KAT- Knoxville Transit. The buses were relatively on time, they were clean, the drivers appeared sober and knew the route. (Footnote: in Knoxville I was taking the bus home once and the driver made a turn and started going on a different bus route)
But the best part about the bus was there were very few undesirables on the bus. Now before you judge. If you know me then you know, I am all for public transportation and if you can pay the fare, you can ride.
With that said the hobo brigade was riding on my route home. We had Mr. Curseword at Students, Madame Smells-Alot, How many trash bags filled with recycling from garbage cans guy and my personal favorite large man with sweatpants with no elastic band. They all got on within 2 stops of eachother. It was madness! The bus was packed anyway-I had to leave the fun and get off 3 stops early and walk home, because I hadn't done enough walking today...

D'ant D'ant D'ant!

We have ants! Not bad and they are in the bathroom (I know, bathroom), but I really do dislike them immensely. Why are they in the shower? Are not ants opposed to water? Maybe California ants like to swim. I dunno. I have become obsessed with getting rid of them. The act of me busting into the bathroom every hour to see how many I can get prove I need to start school very soon.

All hail the Egg and life in the "fast lane"

Okay. Today I went to the DMV to get CA plates for the Egg. B had to go to work so I drove him and did laundry, blah, blah...At 1pm I left to go to the DMV. This by the way is the 4th time I have been there since we moved. In Tennessee DMV dealings are very easy-first it is located in the mall so you can get a drivers license, buy some underwear and have a get a slice from Sbarro.
Not so for California.
I had an appointment but I had to take the TN plate off and surrender it so I could get new plates.
The plate screws are a little bit stripped is an understatement.
I am not kidding when I say I was using my whole body trying to get it off- I am sweating, I cut my thumb and last night I pulled my neck so there is a pinch making me curse every time I tried to lefty loosey. I looked across the parking lot and saw a 20ish guy, so I said, "Excuse me can you help me get my license plate off my car?" The dude replied, "No, I promised my girlfriend I wouldn't."
WHAT??
Was I speaking some kind of sex code? I mean I am sure I looked pretty good with my brown teeshirt and over sized black shorts and let us not forget my bleeding thumb and sweat pouring down my neck.
Thanks dick. I decided to see if I could still get the plates anyway.
I went to window 13 and spoke to my new best friend Richie. He saw my sweaty face, filthy hands and said he would give me the plates, but I had to turn in my TN plate by 4pm.
Another DMV worker and said there was a Pep Boys at the circle and they would probably help me. I set off...
I wanted some music to calm my nerves and I kid you not three channels on the radio were playing "Life in the Fast Lane" by the Eagles. Wasn't that song popular 30 years ago? I am not a hater of the Eagles, but I would have settled for Kansas, Boston, Journey, hell I would have settled for an early Aerosmith or Linkin Park. Alas, Eagles took me to the Pep Boys-the guys were busy. So I set off to the Goodyear nearby.
Dave gave me faith in humanity again.
He took off the plate and put offered to put the new ones on... Thanks Dave.

Namaste...

So I am doing my best to exercise every other day. My bike is in full working order so I am riding some and doing yoga at home. I was doing yoga the other day and I am in shavasna (deep relaxation) and I hear outside of the window. "That shit will give you diarrhea!" Guess I need to close the windows when I practice.