Halloween party tonight...

So there are two rules, that I have found to be true during Halloween, and I'm sure that everyone who has been through college has learned them as well...but for anyone who has yet to get there, here are the two basic rules of Halloween.
1.) Show up to someone's house (preferably someone you know) with lots of booze and get drunk.
2.) If you see a female dressed up very skankily (if it's not a word, it is now), you cannot make any rude comments. Halloween is the only time women can get skanked up and not have to deal with any shit from anyone.

Those are the two basic rules that I have found through my four years at Central...and they still hold true, even down in Wichita. Now, my Halloween costume is something that only a few people will appreciate and those few people are people that I worked with throughout the past two summers on Mackinac Island, so in essence, history people. I got a red shirt that has a sickle and hammer on it and under it has C.C.C.P. I'm going to carry around a copy of the Communist Manifesto and a bottle of vodka. Thats right, you guessed it....I'm a communist! Its something that I thought up on my drive down to Kansas. I was on my way through Missouri and if anyone has ever driven across MO, you know that there isn't anything there to really keep your attention. And so, after I was done talking to a couple of people on the phone (I know, something you shouldn't do) my mind started to wander and the thought of my Halloween costume just popped into my head. Originally, I was going to dress up as Karl Marx, but I didn't feel like going out and finding a big gray beard and gray hair, and so my mind went down the chain and stopped on a communist. I enjoyed the idea, my friends enjoyed the idea, Andrea on the other hand, did not...but that's okay, because I'm dressing up the way I want to dress up and no one can say anything about it...they can just give me weird looks and roll their eyes because in a couple of hours of being at this party, no one will care because we are all going to get drunk.

and that is that...
I am out.

still no job

the job market is pretty dim down here. I'm going to have to resort to working in a store until i can find something that I want to do in a museum, which would be quite a bother, even though it would be money.

I miss my Island. and my Island friends, and my Island bars. The two greatest bars I have ever been to are the Downtowner (in the Soo) and Sinclair's (on the Island). And unfortunatly, they have placed the bar for bars so high that everything else just seems not good I guess you could say. Although, Indigos down here is Wichita is pretty decent. We went out Thursday night to dinner and to the bar with a bunch of people that Andrea works with. It was a good time, but they talked a lot about work and didn't talk about a whole lot of anything else, which kinda sucks because where does that leave me? Sitting on a bar stool drinking my guiness and shot of whiskey like a loser just sitting and listening, but it didn't make a damn bit of difference because I didn't know what the fuck they were talking about. I miss the arguments that Ben and Trace and Brent and Travis would get into over stupid stuff like politics. Granted when ben and trace got going, it eventually just got annoying, but still it was fun to listen to and laugh at.

But alas, I'm far away from that now in "grown-up land" fuckin' a.

I am out.

It's all coming together...

Life down in Kansas is starting to fall into a groove. Went and got my driver's license this week, also got some car insurance, just need to get a license plate and I will officially be driving a Kansas car. One thing that hasn't happened yet is a job, but I'm still looking. Haven't gotten a bank yet either, which sucks because I have a check sitting in my room waiting to be put in there. So some things are working out, some things aren't. I do have a job lead though...one of Andrea's friends works at the post office doing data entry. It doesn't sound like much fun, that's for sure, but when the job starts out at about 12 bucks an hour....its kinda hard not too look that way. Money is money, and hey it beats turning tricks down on the corner.

The move in went smootly and I've settled in...I'm just going mad with nothing to do. I do try to keep busy by doing shit like dishes, and laundry, and on occasion cook (it's only happened twice). There's lots of left overs from when her parents were down here, so we have slowly been wearing down that food before it attacks us when it goes bad.

I am out.

crazy...

All moved in down in Wichita, KS. The trasition so far has gone smoothly, minus the whole not having a job thing, but you know, I'm working on it. Well, not really, I haven't looked for one quite yet. I'm taking a week to adjust to living down here, and its working out great, with the exception of one thing...Andrea's parents have been down here for damn near two weeks! Its been driving us up the wall, but thank god that they are leaving tomorrow. I dont know why they couldnt come down for four or five days. That's just the way they are. Her mom is very clingy I guess you could say.

Thats just the way it is some people would say, but it is driving us crazy. Try living in a one bedroom apartment with three other people, two of whom are guests, and tell me that it wouldn't drive you bonkers. And to those of you who have the "thats just the way it is" mentality, I will tell you one thing. You are all a bunch of morons, and that is being polite.

I am out.

another one falls to the temptations of people reading their thoughts

Okay, okay...let's see how these things work out. I write down my thoughts, then you read them, and then move on. Quite right. Well, I was pointed in this direction by a good friend of mine and a good friend will never steer you wrong...or would they? No, of course not. Besides this is such a good friend that they decided to make me a blanket for my birthday in high school, so that shows that they have a good head on their shoulders, because it's cold here, for about seven months.

So, with that, I shall give this a try...it might not work out, my head is all over the place at the moment...I am in the midsts of moving from Michigan to Kansas and my room looks like a fucking bomb went off. Well I'm off to bed and then more packing tomorrow.

I am out.