Killing time

Apparently there is much more time in a day in Pocatello than there is anywhere else. I did stuff all day today and still had time to think about fifty things I love and fifty things not so much (see above post). Before you get that information, though, a brief recap of Gate City madness.

Yesterday was all-exciting as I did homework all day. Not to gloat or anything, but now I’m done with all of it. All. Of. It. For all of break. No school-related thinking until next Tuesday. Insert my evil laughter here.

Today, I went to the ISU campus to stroll around. I always forget that when I, as a student, am on break from my school, that other schools are probably on break, too. ISU was empty. Except for me. And some professors who don’t like their home lives. That’s my guess, at least. So it was kind of boring.

Next, I went downtown to see if there were any new stores or restaurants. There were. I didn’t go into them, since those types of places charge money. For stuff. For stuff I might want. So I just kept a-walking. Until I saw my favorite book store, so I had to go in there. I talked to the owner, and I might have a job for this summer. More on that when I know more on that. And it isn’t a job in the store. Nor is it some kind of paid-escort-type-of-job. But if I was going to do that, would I be honest here? Probably not. But if I show up with lots of new clothes—and I haven’t sold my dog for extra cash—then you can draw your own conclusions.

It’s a history-related job, for the record.

Anyways, my favorite book store is semi-expensive for new books (but I did get some used ones) so I went to another chain book store. By the way, I highly recommend that everyone go read Jill Solomon’s Tiny Ladies in Shiny Pants. Laugh out loud fun. And my new favorite word is "ladyflower." Uh, yeah. Use it in a sentence. I already have. Five times. Once in front of my dad.

At this bookstore, I ran into someone I had gone to high school with. He just moved back here after living in Boise for the last seven years. We reminisced about growing up in Idaho, made some Napoleon Dynamite references, and made plans for coffee tomorrow. Going to coffee in Pocatello is great fun, since only three people here drink coffee. And I’m only here for a few more days, so I guess the clientele will shrink back down to two as of Friday.

Let’s see, then I went to see my brother, sister-in-law, and nephews again. Cute as they are—the nephews here, but the two adults are ok, too—they are really boring (again, the nephews). Seriously, they don’t do a thing. And I can only stare at them for so long.

So I went back to my dad’s house, thinking that more of my friends should have stayed in Pocatello after graduating. Self. Ish. And then I decided to type up my lists. I opted to put them in a separate post, because I can, and because this post was long enough.

Damn, I’m ready for Vegas.