Thursday, January 12, 2012

the fry machine is broken

It's not a clumsily-couched metaphor: the deep fryer is broken at school. There's a little sign and everything. My friends might just die of deprivation, seeing as how they are totally addicted to those things.

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Been doing a lot of thinking lately about my living situations. I love my housemates currently. They are fantastic people, undemanding, caring and just generally wonderful. But I'm living in their house with them, and I'm very aware that it is their house. I'm good for this semester, but I really want to get a place of my own with a friend or two as roommates, who are okay with our friends coming over and being their loud obnoxious selves. Right now, I feel like that'd be intruding on my housemates. I don't want to feel like I'm imposing.

And, the thing is... I think I want to get that as early as this summer. I don't know if I can do my family for two months. I'm already mostly decided on doing summer school for all of June, so I'd either have to extend my lease for that month or get my own place, so my break has gotten cut down to two months. But I don't know if I can even do those two months. I love my family, but geez they nearly drove me crazy over Christmas break. That was about four weeks. Two months feels like forever.

That does mean that I have to take some stuff into account though. I currently have a job lined up for the summer. If I stay at school, I'd need to find work up here. I'm not currently working through the semester so that I can focus on classes. If I'm going to stay here over the summer, I might as well be productive during that time period, and I'd have to let my boss know back home that he's going to have to find another employee. He knows that's a possibility already, so it'd just be a matter of notice. But I'd have to do job searching all over again, or maybe an internship.

There's more thinking to be done in all of this, and I need to talk with the parents about it a bit, but my mind is sort of leaning towards being made up at this point. We'll see how it goes.

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