Okay, so more like the late afternoon or early evening. But that's getting ahead of the story (which isn't that long in the first place and really shouldn't be jumped ahead of on), so let's go into the way back (not that way back) machine to the beginning of ... what's happened.

Paula came over to my apartment to hang out. It was pretty awesome, but we had a small problem! Both of us were hungry! So, using a cunning plan involving the internet, a cell phone and a shoddy bomb casing full of used pinball machine parts, we ordered pizza for pick up at the Hut. After a few minutes waiting, we went to get it.

And get it we did. After resisting the temptation to steal a small scooter (it was a small temptation and thus easy to resist), we picked it up and TALLY HO to home. But then we got to the front door and a singular situation presented itself. The door was locked and both keys were inside. What to do?!

I called the landlord. He said he'd track down a key and come over. And then ... my unused but previously finely honed burglary senses came to the fore. Using brute force and a minor application of intelligence, I lifted a pane of glass out of the door, reached inside and unlocked the door. We were in! Now to steal the Royal Arcadian Diamond and dodge its curse!

Oh, wait, it was only my apartment.

Heeeee. I started the below post a while ago and forgot to post it. And now you have it! Because of LJ's saving draft features. Enjoy!

"It appears my computer has danced the hemp fandago. I'm not absolutely sure, but I think when the processor has a big discoloration on it and won't respond ... that's bad.

What's worse?

You can't get a decently priced Socket A processor now (under $100) because the technology has moved on that much. It appears to be more economical to get a new motherboard/cpu than to get a processor. It makes me laugh.

Bleah. I guess over the next few days I'll be deciding what to do."

Oh, and the follow up? I ordered the motherboard, processor, heatsink and thermal compound. They didn't like my address, so didn't send it, so I ordered it again. Still has not arrived. Will eat shoe soon.

Also! Cooking is fun. My repertoire is small though. As is my kitchen.

I don't actually have a whole lot of news for this entry. I'm more or less a boring individual these days who just goes to work, sleeps, reads books and watches TV. The first two activities take up most of my time. Whoda thunk?

Work is fun. I like talking about how the place is managed and stuff like that. Hopefully, when I've been around for awhile, I'll be able to get trained as the night point person. Which basically means I'm the go-to decision maker for the night. It's something I'd like to know how to do - and it would look good on a resume. And they just lost two of their trained people on it.

Yay for coming in at a good time. Although I wish I'd been around when the old night supervisor had quit so I could have had a shot at that. It looks like one of the easier jobs in the salaried part of the whole gig. Other than the more office-y type jobs, which I'm pretty sure would go to a Team Leader/Group Leader more logically. If they apply.

Um. I hope to have an apartment somewhere within the week. I have been preliminarily accepted at an apartment complex in Elmore, but I'm hoping that the apartment in Blue Earth will come through. It pays for more and it's closer to Paula. And costs less. It's full of good features. Except for contacting me about what's happening with it.

Wow. I wrote more than I thought I would.

Oh, my car gets 22.8 miles to the gallon, according to my calculation.

I've recently read The Three Musketeers and The Bone Collector and am working on The Count of Monte Cristo. Libraries are good things. And Jeffrey Deaver book was surprisingly good, for a mystery-thriller novel. Oh noes, I have a low opinion of genre fiction. Bad snobby me.

Um, I've had my first two days of work. It was nice, although the dorm I'm working in is on the top floor of the building, so it's pretty unbearably hot up there. Well, not quite so much unbearable as quite uncomfortable. It's not really all that bad as I was reading Pratchett's Going Postal and playing rummy with my coworker for a lot of it.

I've started calling around apartments and finding prices on them and all. I must admit I'd never heard of setting rent by the income of the people renting it. It's just odd, to me. I'd think the cost of renting would be something that's flat rate. But I suppose they get government subsidies for renting them out at lower prices for those who can't really afford it.

I meant to go looking for a car this morning, but I didn't set my phone alarm correctly so I slept longer in my morning nap than I wanted to. So then I decided to just sleep and set the OTHER alarm incorrectly, so I didn't get up until 6pm. I guess I needed it. So I'll go looking tomorrow morning, I suppose. I have the loan and all, so as soon as I find the car that I want (well, that will do), I can buy it. Yays.

Falar out.

Um. I'm alive. There's nothing really to talk about.

I think I already mentioned that I'm waiting to see my first paycheck from Elmore before I actually get hard into looking for a car. So. That's as concerns the whole car aspect. Oh, I don't have my license yet. It's still in the paperwork process. Minnesota is weird. In West Virginia, I'd have it before I left the building.

An apartment (or just somewhere else to be) will be waiting until I have a car. I know I could get an apartment in Elmore and walk to work ... but being within walking distance of where troubled kids know me as an authority figure ... might not be advisable. And I couldn't get to see Paula as much.

Kmart amuses me. They're still understaffed in the office. They're understaffed in the eatery as well, due to the till thief in there getting fired. Which was need-to-know information. That he got fired, that is. Everyone else thought that he quit. But I guess people aren't knocking down doors to work at Kmart. Doesn't surprise me.

That's about it.