Mail Me!
This is a mostly-pointless post. But it explains how i get through my work day.
(speaking)
Alison: Jesse, please dial reception, Jesse, please dial 1200
[i dial]
Alison: Hiii! uh...there's some...person on the phone for you?
Me: some person?
Alison: yeah, I couldn't tell if it was man or a woman...
Me: ohh...I think I know what it's about.
Alison: ok! Want me to go ahead and put it through?
Me: it?....haha, yeah.
[I proceed to take the phone call and all that jazz]
(switch to emails)
From: Jesse
Sent: Wednesday, September 03, 2008 3:08 PM
To: Alison
Subject: IT WAS A WOMAN
Alison: It was a different person on the phone at first. When I went back to her to let her know I would connect her with you, it was clearly a woman. The first person I talked to was a mystery.
Jesse: Like that sarah mclachlan song?
Alison: I am unsure what song you are talking about. Maybe you could come up here and sing it to me?
Jesse: Hmmm…false.
That “building a mystery” song…y’know….that one?
Whatever.
Alison: Nope. I’ll need someone to sing it to me.
Jesse: Why are you being so difficult?
It’s probably on your ipod. You probably love Sarah Mclachlan…
Probably.
Alison: I actually don’t like her and I take offense to that.
Jesse: I take offense to you.
I made you a See Attached [this is a stamp that i misuse frequently] flower…and this is how you treat me?
Alison: Haha.
Sorry if ive offended you :)
Jesse: It’s ok.
I didn’t realize it, but I have 54 songs by regina spektor on my ipod. I didn’t even know she had that many!
Alison: I listened to her this morning when I was getting ready!
I’ve got horrible news for the both of us. Dave’s dad said I can’t have a male roommate. And since he’s the one who is buying the house, I kind of have to obey him. Lame, I know.
Jesse: Super lame.
I’m harmless!
You could tell him I’m kind of like a girl trapped in a guy’s body, but I don’t think that would really help.
Oops, I lied. 52 songs…I’m on 33.
Alison: Ha. Yea. I told him that there would be nothing to worry about and that I would feel safer with a man in the house. He still said no. Its hard to argue with a big Lebanese man. I was intimidated and the language barrier didn’t help either.
Jesse: You should have used a lot of hand-gestures and trickery.
Alison: Great. I was on the phone and laughed to that.
Jesse: “One moment and I’ll HAHAHA uh….er…you to the billing department….”
Alison: That’s pretty much how it went.
I hate the smell of popcorn. It smells like popcorn up here. Gross.
Jesse: I hate how the stench builds itself up and over powers like a tsunami with my sense of smell starring as Sri Lanka
So, since moving in with Alison is out...I really have to figure out what i'm going to do. If i move to Chicago in January...it almost seems like it would be better for me to just continue living with Caleb until i leave. I use the word 'better' strictily in the financial sense. I mean, would i really want to spend about a thousand dollars to hopefully live month to month in an apartment for just a few months? My apartment's primary function would become storage.
My sanity, however, may force me to pull the less fiscally wise move. I can't continue to live with Caleb. Simply can't. We had to have a talk about his feelings last night...one of my least favorite subjects. It basically reaffirmed everything that i already knew...basically it came down to him saying "I know I treat you like shit, but I get frustrated, and even though i tell myself not to take it out on you, there's no one else there, and it's so much easier. But i want to be friends and i'm scared of being alone"
double you...........tea....................eff
So I might start apartment shopping and become super frugal. Maybe I'll pick up a second job along the way.
Now i'm on song 46 of 52.