arriba, abajo, al centro, pa dentro

Yes, that’s me. From boredom. From being essentially friendless (well, here in H-town at least). From my parents. Mostly my parental unit, I think. I know they have good intentions, but sometimes they just ask such stupid questions (“are you going to follow up on that application?” I did – and had to leave a message – and never heard back, it’s been almost three weeks, so I don’t think they’re interested…) and say dumb things (“try not to put too many holes in the walls!” Just because I’m living here, doesn’t mean I’m going to change everything – I had NO intention of changing anything in this room, I don’t even have any pictures up). Again, I know it stems from concern, but it’s slowly making me re-think living at home. I know it’ll be better when I start working/school, but that seems like an eternity away.

In other, more positive news: I had an interview on Tuesday and I should know about that within the next week or two. It’s with Alden-Houston, a boutique hotel in downtown Houston, and it looks like it’ll be a hodge-podge of different things. The hotel is small (97 rooms, compared with Bellagio’s nearly 4,000!) and as a result, the staff is cross-trained. I could potentially be working in three or four different capacities within a week or two, starting with the night audit (11pm-7am, yikes!). Upside: LOTS of experience in different departments is more marketable when it’s time to find a new job.

Also, I got a Trek road bike. I haven’t picked out a name yet (any suggestions?) because I need to ride it first to get a feel for the bike. I’ve cruised around on it a bit, and it rides beautifully. I’m going to get some accessories for it this afternoon and get it fitted perfectly, so I’ll be ready to ride!