I'm playing with the idea of just swearing off alcohol altogether. It wouldn't be much of a jump; I got a little silly at work once this month and a coworker accused me of having had a sip of wine. I think not drinking at all will leave me more comfort and dignity than having two and feeling bargly for an entire day.
God, it feels good to be making money and not sitting on my ass. It's been a month and I can't fathom being that much of a slug.
I got myself a new phone: an iphone, to be precise. Paying the bill myself isn't so much fun (though I can check that off my 101 list), but it's been wonderfully worth it. I'm just all kinds of better informed. Instant access to maps and bus schedules means I am far less timid about going to new places. I operate the Twitter account for the restaurant. On my commute to and from work, I read NPR articles and play chess puzzles on the only app I've paid money for.
I'd like to be better at chess. I've never studied, just learned how the pieces move and played from instinct. Instinct serves me fairly well, especially in the endgame, but openings intimidate the crap out of me. There's too much going on, everything's locked up, and I just flounder around until the board opens up a little. More of a strategy would make me a much better player.
I really want to throw a masquerade ball one day. Invitations will clearly state that this is NOT a costume party, but fanciful formal wear with masks or face paint is required. Venetian carnival style. There will be canapes, punch, and waltzes!
I'm planning to move out of my efficiency this summer and into a one-bedroom. It's time for a proper kitchen and grown-up bed. (My "real" bed is a twin, but I mostly sleep on the full-size futon these days.) Also it would be nice to have more room, especially for later cohabiting.
Bachelorette party is this Saturday, and the wedding a week after that. Still need to get the wedding gift, and holy public speaking, Batman, I need to give a toast at the reception!
I really want a toaster oven. (Yes, my brain did that.) Even if my actual oven becomes operational in my last few months here, a little one would produce far less heat and anxiety. I really must to learn to bake, and it would be so nice to roast and broil things. But I have nowhere to put such an appliance.
Besides the waking-up-in-the-morning one, another shift I've had to make is in grocery shopping. Having all free food during a fifty-hour work week is very nice, but I still need some good, quick things on hand, especially in the mornings. Damn, I meant to hard-boil some eggs today, but forgot. Maybe in the morning, if I get up early enough. Should also keep juices and iced tea stocked, especially when the weather gets hot.
I'm working twelve-hour shifts most days, though the rain has been sending many of us home early. Anyhow, I need to show up in the morning, so good night!