Tuesday, January 04, 2005
After tomorrow I shall no longer return from a job in which shake syrup congeals into my arm hairs. My managers assured me I am again welcome this summer, which is security that I am nevertheless reluctant to take advantage of. Asking people how they want their burgers cooked and if they would like side orders of fries or onion rings becomes monotonous after a half hour. But oh, well- money is money. A position at the Lubbock Fuddruckers would be convenient; I am applying there again this semester.
The school loans disbursed themselves last night- how abstract a process. I refer to the debit card I carry as a "magic swipey" because it pays for things, but no one sees the greenbacks.
April bought the film Troy, watched it, and was thoroughly disappointed. Characters became different characters, minor plots changed, and the Greeks didn't throw Hector's baby from the wall! Menelaus and Agamemnon died. How was Clytemnestra supposed to ax Agamemnon to death after his return from Troy if he never returned from Troy? I refuse to view this film.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 8:52 PM]