Another month before the crowds arrive. I have to get to my “family home” to get some summer clothing, and much missed books. Haven’t had time for the three hour drive. I’m considering a drive early next week.

It might seem odd that waiting tables, tending bar, and managing a restaurant, all of which will I’ll do in some capacity this summer, is a desirable occupation after four years of college; it is desirable while trying to figure out if I want more, education that is.

Robotman, as you know him, should be arriving from South America sometime this summer. When is the question.

I finally got one of my W2′S from one of my jobs in Ohio. I already filed an extension, but my roommate, so said because I’m still paying rent there, sent it Express for sixteen dollars and change. I’m still trying to find the phone number for the woman who owns the Greek restaurant I worked at. The Restaurant closed and is reopening at a different location eventually …so I am without access. If she did send one to my apartment my roommates lost it.

I’ve gained a few pounds. Could be that I was thin when I returned from college and am now in a more normative state.

I’m off to the beach for a walk with the dog. The most excitement here is going to the used bookstore and a few friends coming over  Sunday. I work every other second of the day and night, good thing, I have bills out the ass from irresponsible consumption.