So the job is treating me well. And so are my co-workers. Except for Rafe. He's mean. :)
Not really, he's quite sarcastic and witty and I adore him for it. Of course, I don't adore him when he tries to wrestle me for first dibs on the copier machine. Whatever. Like he could ever beat me with his two lame feet. Poor guy. I feel sorry for him, but not so much that I let him have the copier first. Pity isn't in my work ethics vocab.
The room I moved into is cool. It's bigger than I expected, which is nice. I finally taped stuff up on the walls to make it seem not so empty and large. The housemates are cool-o as well. Rachel was the girl I subletted from and she was BF's with Jen who was next door until Friday, when a guy named Jacob moved in. Jen and Rachel are from Bristol. They're currently touring British Columbia until next weekend. And the new guy Jacob seems quite nice. Clean, not loud, smart. And he's kinda cute to boot. Well done. The other guy who lives downstairs is Ryan, who is the eldest housemate. And he should pay the comcast bill today or I'll kill him in his sleep. The cable got turned off yesterday and we still don't have internet in the house.
Upstairs is Angie, Shawn and Brittany. Angie is cool. Aerospace chica from North Dakota. Shawn is a big spoiled brat who didn't get along with any of the housemates all year apparently. I like to hang out with him so I can practice being cynical and bitchy. :) Brittany is really quiet and keeps to herself. So, I don't know much about her.
And that's that.
I'll be posting pictures of the BBQ Jen had before she and Rachel left for Canada. And then I'll talk about my crazy weekend in Portland. Oh yes... another weekend in Portland. I think I'm an addict.