these 13 hour sundays are great ways to wind down in anticipation for the coming week, if that makes sense.  perhaps friday is a more common wind-down day for most people, being done with school/work if you’re one of those “9-5” people.  but sundays are something i look forward to since the weekend is often just as busy and stressful as the week.  it’s kind of weird to look forward to a day where i am at work from 11:00 am until usually around 12:30 am.  i guess that means i truly do love my job, as much as i talk about it negatively.  

oh well.  we say those things to say those things.  like the obligatory “hey, how are you/good” exchange.

do you ever come up with a “thing” that you always say when presented with these unavoidable questions?  like, anything to say other than “good” after someone asks how it’s going.  i hate saying “good” because thats what we all say and it reeks of “i’m saying this as an automatic response to this question but i really dont care.”  so i decide “this is what i’m going to say when people ask me how it’s going.”  but then i realize a few weeks later that i’ve been saying “can’t complain” as my response and i start to feel redundant.  and then you mix up the phrases, such as someone asks “hey, what’s up?” and you say “good.”  or, i always get a kick out of telling someone to “enjoy the movie” at work and having them automatically respond “you too,” and then catch themselves and get embarrassed.  tonight i told the GSSC deposit guy “see ya later” when he left, instead of my standard-but-now-redundant “have a good one” response that i’ve been using.  you don’t tell the GSSC you’ll see him later, because i wont.  i’ll see him next sunday.

that was a lot of quotation marks.  these are the things i get to mull over in my head on sundays.  i thought about this for a good portion of my evening at work tonight.  too bad it doesn’t really translate as well to words, sorry you had to read that.

my favorite part of the year is here, as this time is always hectic with the clusterfuck of holidays and birthdays.  halloween, hoodies, general chilly-ness, and a lot more liquor as opposed to beer.  marcus and i have birthdays back to back, which happen to fall on a friday and saturday this year.  thanksgiving is always a tremendously awesome day to spend with close friends while pigging the fuck out.  excuses to eat chex mix and puppy chow and steal baked goods from my mom.  christmas generally puts me in a bad mood for some reason though, and its never anything i think about other than during the christmas season itself.  i think i have it figured out as to why i dislike it as a holiday, but i may need to go through one more this year before i fully understand what it is about late december and my overall mood.  once the new year hits, the feeling passes however.

you know that scene from office space, the “lumbergh” scene that peter is imagining?  it’s kind of fucked up but i’m pretty sure that whole situation just happened in my life.  i went out on a limb towards a potential crush, but not socially since i’m much too awkward for that sort of thing.  there was no response or reciprocation and was still very much a grey area.  my intuition detected the “lumbergh” vibe and a week later i’m completely uninterested.  i dont think this type of thing is common for a male, but needless to say now i hope the message never gets across.  justin is back to square one.  being an only child i cherish my solitude, but also crave groggy nighttime company.  pillow talk and staring out an icy window.  looking forward to someone on a boring weekday night, instead of something.

mike and i had a nice session in the theatre 1 exit tonight, easily the best part of my night.  mike is the best dude to work with and generally be around simply because i feel he and i are “on the same level” about everything concerning work.  we come from similar crowds but are pretty different people minus our extreme appreciation for our current job situation and the awesomely chill friday and sunday nights we spend together at the safari.  i can’t really see us hanging out on the regular outside of work, but i think we both realize that and are fine with it and oddly enough it makes our shifts together that much more enjoyable.  this paragraph screams man-crush, but that’s not what i’m trying to convey.  it’s just cool to be able to have such a good time at a job and let’s face it, often times the people around you are the reason a job may be great or irritating.  our musical tastes are the same and yet completely different.  usually we simply bullshit upstairs to some tunes.  and get paid.

one of these sundays i am going to blog my entire day at work, as dumb as that sounds.  i feel like i want people to know exactly what i do for 13 hours at a movie theatre, and for myself to look back on it one day and realize that i once had the best job in the world.