(Tuesday)This is where I work, but they won’t let me use my camera inside, so I can’t show you what it’s like here.
So, this is the pick this town has to offer? Seriously, I’m going to be a single, hopeless romantic forever, and I’m going to stop looking out the door as I pass. *shudder*
Okay, my second day at work – I really tried to be friendly with my co-workers, but it put such a strain on me that by the time 3:00 came, I was beat, all I wanted to do was go home. I didn’t even talk to Bulf who picks me up everyday.
Off to the Maywood Glen for the chess tournament. For some reason all I can hear is the lyrics to some old song running through my head.
“I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike.” *
Arriving in the park, I know I should have skipped it this time. I’m hungry, tired, and need a shower, but I really want to do this and I think I can beat this guy.
And another one bites the dust. Unfortunately a long day and hunger won out; I left the tournament without finishing.
I headed over to Hogan’s Deep-Fried Diner for a bite to eat. Seems to be a nice, family style restaurant. Cameras aren't allowed in here either, or I'd show you the place. :(
(Wednesday)
Oooh, I need someone to take care of sometimes. What better than a goldfish? I named him Bobbi; or her.
(Thursday)
If there’s one thing everyone does in a small is gossip about the important families. My co-worker, Jamie Jolina, actually grabbed me from the lab to see Gunther and Cornelia Goth. The Goths are one of the richest families in Perseus.
Later that morning, passing by the front door, I mistakenly looked out again. This time I was with Jamie so I asked her what the hell the attraction was of standing outside the hospital reading the paper. She wasn’t sure.
As my ride turned to head back to my home, I was once again stressed and overworked. This job is no longer fun. Maybe there’s something available in the science field. Perhaps if I ride over to Landgraab Industries Science Facility on my next day of, see if anything’s available.
Tris Verur moved in across the street. Finally someone not too insanely ugly, but he still leaves a lot to be desired. At least he seams to have a brain, even if he does favor black. He says he’s in the athletic field, I can sure believe that. The man has muscles.
WTF, I was just getting ready for bed when I looked out my window and saw this toddler sitting outside Tris’ house. Then even worse, I saw what I presume was his father inside with Tris. What kind of man leaves his child outside when he visits at 11:48 p.m? By that token, who visits at 11:48 p.m. with or without a toddler?
(Friday)
I know you’re going to think I’m nuts, but I cannot stand to sit on this dirty toilet. It seriously gives me the ickies.
Ah shit, this is going to be a seriously bad day. The house is dirty, I stayed too late at Tris’ and got a bad night’s sleep. Then the morning started with a cold shower and now the damn thing’s broken. What the hell else can happen?
I could try to fix the shower, but I think I’ll call someone to do it for me.
(Saturday)
Thank the Spirits, I finally have a day off from that horrid job and I can get my house clean. I’m tired of cringing every time I go near the toilet.
I’ve slept on it, and I’ve actually decided I don’t want a science job; I want a career in journalism. I want to have fun. A long way from the Science Guildmasters, I know, but I hated the medical profession and just could not work my way up the corporate ladder.
All right, I got a job as Paper Girl at Doo Peas Corporate Towers. Starting Monday at 8:00 a.m. for 38 an hour.
I’ve decided that since I’m here, I’ll take a writing class – it certainly can’t hurt my future in journalism.
A beautiful day for sitting in the park across from Doo Peas.
I brought my book along. I just couldn’t be happier. A good romance, a beautiful day, and just the birds singing to disturb me.
I went to visit Tris after I finished my book. We’ve become friends. It’s so nice to have a friend. I think I’d like to kiss him, but I’m not sure. He’s so flirty.
*Bicycle Race by Queen
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