to have a job that actually kept me busy throughout the day. I know it’s only week 2 and I’m still getting my learn on…and after I settle in a bit perhaps the day will free up a bit…still, it’s kinda cool (albeit a world of change) to not actually be in front of my computer all day.

I get some real cool tools through my new job, too. Cool toys like a widescreen, dual-core, Dell laptop with 2GB of RAM. Cool toys like a VX6700. (Click the link, I don’t want to spoil your surprise.) And I get to play with all sorts of other geeky shit. So, all in all, it’s good so far.

Simpsons fans…lose half your day in this:

Well, between the new job and the second job I don’t have a whole lotta time to mess around so I’ll take this moment at 6:23 on a Sunday morning to say, “yo.”
Now I gotta go eat breakfast then get to work.

I been a busy bitch.
Learning a new job is fun, but taxing.
Once I get settled down in my new routine I’ll get back to the sport of bloggery.
I have a sweet view of the Sprint Center as it’s being built.
What else?
A lot, but no time to write about it right now.
This blog is Cooley High-atus. (At least until the weekend.)

Then – I went to Petsmart and my car key fell OFF my key chain. So I was locked out of my car for a good hour while my loving mum packed up Roman and came to get me. (To pass the time I played Guitar Hero at Best Buy. That game is awesome!)
3 Hours later
We’re driving to get some supper and ended up dining on the delicious victuals served by Pangea on 39th Street.
All because
I wanted to make certain we got to The Record Bar early enough to see Asobi Seksu. In my mind, more people were gonna be there, scrambling to get in. Not so…and that’s fine…but holy craftmatics, by 10:40pm we were both so tired we were falling asleep in our booth. So we left and missed both Roman Numerals and Asobi Seksu. Both Brandon and Chris G. were in the house, though, and both of them are coming to our house tonight for scares so let’s hope they have some fun tales to tell of NYC shoegazy dream-pop.

(and it amazes me to think its been 6 years) but i’m cleaning things out and i don’t feel any sense of melancholy at leaving. the greatest sense of sadness i’ve yet encountered was telling the lunchlady, June, goodbye and good luck.

tomorrow will be the end and i expect to spend most of the day with Line Rider.

then, monday, it’s a fresh start in downtown KCMO.