Sunday, September 12, 2004
On Friday Rebekah took me and another friend of hers disk-golfing at a park here. Disk golf is a vague sport that involves throwing a frisbee-like (flat, but lipless) disk from a tee into a basket that lies hundreds of feet away. The game suits me fine (it is monotonous and tragically slow), but I lost interest after a short while because I do not throw far. Any activity at which I do not excel immediately bores me, as Louis and James discovered when we went bowling this summer.
Rebekah gave a tour of her apartment yesterday before we journeyed to Wal*Mart. She and two roommates each have their own large bedrooms, Rebekah's lying downstairs off of the living room and her roommmates' rooms being upstairs, connected by a bathroom. The kitchen and living room are small but not at all cramped; they've made good use of the space.
Last night I officially slinked back to the chaotic world of retail. The assistant manager (a girl named "Kristen") and I remained until long after closing, because it was an unusually busy Saturday. She spent the entire time either piercing ears (one was a screaming baby) or ringing merchandise. As I am not allowed yet to perform either of those essential operations, I walked around greeting guests and picking up said guests' messes. Every earring in the joint looks exactly the same as every other earring in the joint, which posed severe problems when I attempted to locate where the lost ones belonged. Otherwise, nothing was too stressful, and Kristen seemed relatively satisfied with my work ability. She drove me home so that I would not have to call a cab, which I greatly appreciated (I do not have the money to call a cab every night I end up closing).
Today I set aside for the diligent study of schoolwork. I did most of my reading Wednesday and Thursday, but I staved off reading the next Logic chapter. Then comes review of the next chapter for my computer class. Afterward I'll probably read The Making of Modern Japan, a book I bought in January or February and never started till last week. I began the first chapter; it is well-written and interesting, but somewhat difficult for someone who knows next to nothing about Japanese history. The Glorious Internet will provide me with further background, should I require such.
Dining hall lunches are unfulfilling.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 11:13 AM]