- Hey, they are finally done construction here at The Can on our floor. It used to look like this. Now it looks like any other hall in our building. More importantly, those loud noises that often occurred during regular business hours should finally cease and desist, so now Pam can get her beauty rest. Though I'm not sure, that may be a moot point itself, because Pam got a day shift today, and we're hoping for similar luck the rest of the week.
- I start my job tomorrow. It's that job I interviewed for last week, the one where I call people for a few hours a day to solicit money. Yes, a quasi-telemarketer, if you will. However, this is calling people that have worked with non-profits before, asking if they'd like to donate money to those same non-profits. It's a good gig at $9/hr, and the hours are great - three days during the week, 3.5 hours each shift, and every other Sunday for four hours. That means I have off every Friday and Saturday (hopefully every Thursday as well). It'll be a nice little job that can pay for groceries and beer any given week.
- We found our new go-to supermarket around here. It's called Food4Less, and they aren't lying. The food really does cost a lot less. I'm talking, the deals were freakin' awesome. And remember, supermarkets here sell alcohol too (damn you, PA Quaker laws!), so the beer and wine were cheap as well, relative to any other place that sells alcohol around here. The place around the corner sells 18-packs of Bud Light for $19. Rip-off. Compare this to Food4Less, which had 36-packs of Bud Light for $24 - and they threw in a free large bag of BBQ chips! YEA BUDDY.
- Hey, we made some friends here at The Can too. There's an engaged couple right down the hall that are also nurses. We had a good time at the Bahama Breeze happy hour the other night. And when our schedules align in the future (nurses' schedules are fickle, aren't they?), we hope to hang out again.
- Speaking of Bahama Breeze happy hour, that is by far our new favorite happy hour. Not only is it right across the street (I think I could hit it with a rock from our window if I tried, though Pam doubts my rock-throwing ability), but the beers were cheap and better-than-crappy. We're talking $3 20oz. Blue Moon, Fat Tires, and others of similar quality, plus dirt cheap appetizers. The perfect place for a light, tipsy dinner, or maybe the perfect happy hour to start a hypothetical epic night in Las Vegas.
- I'm actually putting in some time at the gym downstairs. And why not? It's free, and it's in the same damn building that we live. And I often have 14 hours to myself with nothing to do. There's literally no reason I shouldn't be going every day. I usually rotate between days when I run on the treadmill for an hour (okay, 45 minutes (okay, I alternate 6 minutes running and one minute walking)) and days that I do... gulp... some weight lifting. I haven't lifted a single weight since I begrudgingly completed my Boy Scout Physical Fitness merit badge back when I was 17, so this is new to me, and frankly a little embarrassing. I am not a weight lifter. But, the equipment's all there, so I'm going to lift, gosh darn it. I mix in ab workouts on those days too. As long as I'm still drinking beer, I doubt I'll ever rid myself of the beer belly, but ya know, it would be nice to keep it where it's at now. It's manageable now. Hopefully all this fitness stuff will do the trick.
- Holy crap. It's raining in Las Vegas right now. This is a first for us. I tried taking a picture of the window and the rain droplets on it. See?
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