what equals a tiger?

i had my first day of work at el bookstore and i love the people i work with. they are all silly, hyper, sarcastic, overly-literate weirdos who say things like "what equals a tiger?" and get excited when they learn about obscure midwest slang like "sugarjets!" right now i'm working parttime but it sounds like there might be some shifting around later on whereby i could pick up some more shifts. so keep your fingers crossed, ok? i almost wrote "ships." yeah, amy, you can pick up some more ships. right.

obviously, i'm half asleep. this is because alberto kept me up late last night acting like the dramaaaatic teenage girl he is, all wanting to talk about his feelings and shit. i'm trying not to take his drama too seriously. i like this boy a lot, even if he does have the emotions, temperment, and record collection of a 16 year old girl.

so to sum up: i graduated sunday, i moved into my new apartment (with fantastic housemates fluker, professor hoitink, and patrick) monday, and today (ie tuesday) started my new job. it has been a whirlwind.

and if you look at the ten day forecast it says rain rain rain rain rain rain rain rain rain rain rain. but even though it feels like february i can tell that it's summer and i'm happy that it's summer and i think it will be a good one. especially when the rain lets up and i can actually ride bikes and be outside and stuff.