Hooray!

I have a summer job!! Finally! I'm very glad. On Tuesday, I went and helped mow a lawn, and the lady whose house it was like what I did, and said that she wanted to hire me for general maintainence around the house. So, I'm going to be doing a lot of weeding gardens, trimming trees, moving rocks and such this summer. Hopefully I'll be able to make some money, finish restoring my buggy, and have some money left over for school (maybe one of the three, lol). The lady seems pretty cool, although a little out there (she's a painter). It should be an interesting summer, at the least.

This past weekend I partook in the Pirates Festival at the museum where I worked last year. Hordes of small, screaming children, and temperatures of 90+ degrees? Recipe for a good time. The evenings after hours were the best though. The reenactors hung around (spending the night, as usual), and got rather giddy. Saturday though, one of the guy's girlfriends got a little too enthusiastic, and ended up with alcohol poisoning. When the ambulance showed up, we found out she was only 20. Well, shit! That wasn't fun. However, we did everything we could, and luckily the police officer who responded was a close friend and fellow reenactor, so all of the legal stuff was taken care of for us. But still. Why do people feel the need to take alcohol to that level? Throwing up isn't fun, convulsing isn't fun, and involvement with the police certainly isn't fun. Jeez. This is yet another reason why I don't drink.

There were a bunch of fun things leading up to that though - I got complimented on my driving skills (taking two of the girls into town for more booze), I got groped, and the mom of two defended herself being called 'kinky' by saying "It's not kinky - it's adventurous!" I love the reenactors I hang out with :)

A final note - I hate the fact that you can't use anything resembling HTML code in the titles of these blogs. So annoying!!!!


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