Halfway there...

Oh, Jon. How I love thee.

It's the end of my 6th week on the east coast. Here are a few things that I have realized.

1.I will probably be terrified of driving on normal highways on the trip home. Here The fastest I drive in 60mph and thats 10 over the limit.

2.I have begun to adopt that mannerism that I said I would forever stay away from out here. Yes, it's tragic. I have begun to say "right?" after certain centences. I cannot control it. My mouth has a mind of it's own. Crazy, right? AHHHHH!! It's almost as bad as saying "eh?"

3.I am sort of a boring person.

4.Certain small things about my roommate have begun to grate on me a bit. Things like the fact that she chews with her mouth open almost constantly. She has a tendancy to whine. She is quite impatient. She's a little loud and has a tendancy to laugh at the weirdest and unfunny things.

And here is one that I am surprised bothers me so much. She never washes her dishes until they have overrun the sink. I know that this is something of a problem I had back at home. Never taking care of my dishes and such. But out there in a small trailer for two, I can't stand dishes in the sink. I will wash mine after I have finished eating and hardly ever leave them for later. Plus, she eats about 3-4 bowls of cereal a day on a whim and that means that I may or may not have a bowl when I need it. I'll wash some of them in passing if I feel we are out of knives (she also uses a seperate knife for peanut butter and jelly and eats at least one a day during the week) or spoons of when I just can't stand it anymore.

Not that I am complaining. Well, I am a little bit. I'm sure that as I begin to know my roommates Gloira and Jenna back in CoMO there will be little things that might bother me a little. But all three of us decided early on in the roommate agreement that we would always TELL each other if there is a problem and quickly resolve it. I'm afraid to do that with Courtney because I don't know her THAT well and I might either hurt her feelings or just make our last month and a half living together tedious. These things about her don't bother to the point where I hate living with her. I just thought it interesting that these traits that were always there haven't been an annoyance until 6 weeks into this internship.

Speaking of 6 weeks, where did they go? My time here has just flown buy in a flury of new experiences, little children, honyesuckle and tv shows on DVD. It's funny. My times half up. That still leaves a sizeable chunk left. 6 full weeks. This last month and a half seems to stretch before me like a long winding trail with no seeable end. Hmm...that sounds negative. It's not that I can't wait to get out of here. I would love to spend the fall here. Heck, I'd love to just spend a week here doing touristy things (alas I have no money and no time for that). But there are just so many things that loom over me at home that I almost want this to be over so I can take care of them.

The main one being this:

Many of you know of my plans to move into an apartment with Jenna and Gloria after I get home. Well, I was made aware of a little kink in operation "get Sarah out of the house" a few days ago. I was invited to a facebook event entitled "we're moving!!". The host was Jenna. The description was something along the lines of "My landlord is making us leave last mintue and we need people to helo us move out!" This caused all kinds of horrible fears and worries to plague me for the next day. Moving out? Where? Was I included in this living somewhere else thing? Was I out? Was the new rent expensive? WHAT WAS GOING ON?!? After being envited to this event I promptly tried to call Jennna. When that didn't work, I sent her a message via facebook trying to sound calm and collected enquiring about the situation. The next day while on the visitor center computer, I entered into a facebook instant mesage conversationa with her and discovered the following information. Her landlord would not allow 3 people to live in the apartment. The new place was somewhere off of Brown School Road. There are three bedrooms, 2.5 bathrooms and the rent is $168.75 per person. I also owed Jenna an aditional $76 more than the 260 I had mailed her for the pervious arrangement. My fears were quieted. But since then new questions have arisin about the situation and I don't have the $76 and I don't know how soon I will have it etc. etc. etc...

It was frustrating being so far away where I can't do anything about the situation. And I really miss working at night and going home with money in my pocket. I just want to start working at Bob Evans again right now to sart making money to pay the people I need to pay. They should have a corrispondance program...not sure how that would work but I'm sure theres a way.

Besides that my week has been pretty dull. To tell the truth there isn't really much to report except that Sachuest Point is easily my favorite refuge area. Too bad it's so far away. I also love driving through Newport which I got to do three times this week. Mews Tavern has the best pizza with the best ingredients. Better than Shakespeares easily. I may never taste it's equal in my life. That is why I will probably go to happy hour every Wednesday even though there is alcohol comsumption. Free delicious pizza.

Thats another thing that I have discovered. I originally thought that Trivia night would be a fun activity to do every week. Not so much. It takes place really late at night. The drunks are pretty rowdy by then. The MC is loud and uses fowl language. Overall the atmosphere is not one I want to return to. Then there is happy hour which I have attended the last two weeks. It's in a tavern that has an average size bar area and then a nice large restaurant area. It's still day during happy hour. The people aren't hammered usually. Theres free food. Ther service is pretty good and Evan usually goes which means I have a fellow soda or water drinker. I thought that since the main purpose of happy hour was to get cheaper beer that it would not be as fun and would be more uncomfortable for me. Not so. I have yet to go to trivia night since that first time and I forsee going to happy hour at Mews tavern in the following weeks.

Today has been a pretty dull Saturday. I have done nothing of note except burn some pancakes and decided that Jane Eyre is a wonderful book so far. I am tired of the boring weekends of nothing to do because I am poor. So I devoted my morning to looking into events going on in Rhode Island that are cheapish or free that I can do on the weekends. I have found several. For instance no only does the Dark Knight come out next weekend but there is a hot air balloon festival I can try to save up $10 dollars for. Maybe another $5 for food stuffs. The weekend after there is a music festival in Misquamicut. Then theres the seafood festival in august as well as I sort of twilight festival thing in Greenwich. Also I want to try to go to Jazz on the Beach and Shakespeare in the park, both in Wakefield. I also want to look into the possibility of driving around the state going to see as many of the lighthouses as possible. So I have pleanty to keep me busy even if I will probably be alone for much of it. Thats okay though. I can't afford a trip to Boston or Block Island or any of the other cool states near by for that matter. That makes me a little sad since they are so close. Within reach. And in 6 weeks I will be far away in Missouri again. Ho hum.

Thats my life as of my 6th week in Rhode Island. I hope to have pizza tonight. I kind of hope that the next 6 weeks will go by as fast as the first. I can't wait till next summer when I hope to be out west somewhere.

Okay my faithful readers. Pardon the spelling errors attributed to being on an ancient computer. Pardon the dullness of the entry and pardon my slight negativity. The week has worn on me a little.