oh youve got blue eyes.

I keep having dreams about Target.
I know, its kind of odd, but I worked there for something like six months I think. It wasn’t my first job. I worked at a JC Penney by my house before that and absolutely hated it. You have no idea how terrible it is to fold clothes for hours on end and then organize them according to sizes. So I got a job at Target on the other side of the highway. Basically I’d get out of school, drive home, change into my classic red polo and classic khaki pants and drive to work to make it there for 3.30. Id go clock in grab a scanner and a walkie talkie and head to the back. There would always be a line of red carts with stuff on them for me to stock and I’d spend two and a half hours working on all of them to get them stocked. Then the night crew would come in, usually about five or six guys (including me) and we would begin in B block where the cards were and work our way down the aisles-pulling items to the front of the shelf to make it look like we had everything in stock-it was called zoning.
It sounds like a pretty boring job but I actually began to really enjoy it. After a while I got pretty high up in this particular Targets chain of command. Don’t get me wrong, I was still a store associate, but all of the team leaders and m.od’s would ask me questions and I always had the feeling that they trusted me just a little bit more than the other guys at times. If I would have stayed I don’t doubt I could have been a team leader in a year or two, but college comes first. I had these two really good friends, Michael and Drew. Drew worked electronics and was a junior in college and Michael was out of the military and was like twenty five or something. Michael and I were usually assigned to zone together and we would spend the whole time goofing around and he’d give me advice on girls and so would Drew (even though Drew’s was more of a joke). They were both two of my really good friends and I didn’t get to say goodbye to them when I left. I took leave of absence and left that day.
I could go back and work this summer but I don’t know how much I want to do that. I enjoyed stocking and being in a huge store down and aisle after it closed just whistling and being pretty much alone. I liked to listen to the sound of that steady fuzz coming out of my walkie. I miss all of the personalities and my friends (who have all probably left by now). I miss knowing where the fondue makers were (aisle B27 top shelf). I miss clocking out, jumping in my car and driving to Imperial City to get Chinese food for my lunch break. I miss my old boss Zach who was just out of college and really sarcastic that he was working at Target with a buisness degree but when he quit he told me to turn in any day off request and he’d approve it. I miss that summer.
I’m going to be going to summer school this summer and I probably need to just work on the side so I don’t die of boredom. I’m not looking forward to this summer. It’ll be different now that I’m done with my first year of college but I’m sure it will be better than last.

if you're still alive when you're twenty-five.

i have been terribly lazy these past few weeks. i meant to post a new mixtape for valentines day and i have a playlist in my head. dont fret, ill post it sometime this week hopefully. i could do it now but i stayed up till 2.30 last night doing math homework, and just my luck, my math class was canceled today so im sweeepppyyyy and i need to run.

latarz.

under blue moon i saw you

i literally just ran my mile. i usually bring my room mates digital watch since mine is analogue, to time myself, but he was using it so i had to go by the clocks on the wall and my watch. now according to my calculations, and i may be off, but i JUST ran my mile in...


wait for it...

6:53!!

and yet again no one wanted to run with me so i have no one to attest to my victory.

nevertheless i am now taking all challengers for a head to head mile run.
next up: bearathon.

did i walk all this way just to hear you say 'oh i dont want to go out tonight'

been kind of down lately but ill get over it as usual. enough of me being depressing on my blogs-its all just backwards glances now ladies and gentleman. speaking of a backwards glance ive been spinning the smiths and blondie non stop today. a bit of both words, and easily two of my favorite bands. i went through a serious smiths obsession at the end of 2007 that lasted for half of 2008 where i would only play the smiths. i bought every album on vinyl and knew (and still know) every song by heart. now im still a huge fan, but not to the degree i was then.

ANYWAYS.

yesterday i went running. i usually go with a few friends but all of them were busy so i went by myself. surprisngly i got my best mile time ive ever gotten so far: 7:10. beating my old record of 7:13. wuduuuuuuppppppp.
the victory was kind of mute since no one was there to see it so im settling on just telling the internet.

so tomorrow is friday and i have been looking forward to it all week. my bible study group is having a racquetball tournament and i have my eyes set on winning. now im usually the least competitive person and couldnt care less if i lost. a games a game right? well not tomorrow. see my leaders name is zach and occasionally him and I play racquetball against each other and he slaughters me every time and that would be fine, but he doesnt let me forget it. hes the most competitive person ive met. for example, on sunday i beat him in finger swords at church and he was so mad. i retired as soon as i beat him so he can never redeem himself.

whats my plan you ask? beat zach and get him eliminated from the tournament. i dont care if i lose every game, i just want to beat him. its going to be embarrassing if i dont seeing as ive been talking trash for a week now.

oh well. no plans for the weekend. im going to a training session all day saturday for a mission trip over spring break that i may or may not be going on. we'll see.

felt like i should actually write a blog for once seeing as ive been only posting videos to for the past few days.

lie to me and say "it's going to be alright."

Woody Allen how you woo me so.

I am dreaming we are dancing

downandout downandout downandout


on a lighter note i am so excited for this: