I really like Thursdays, or rather, I really like alternating Thursdays. I guess that is because I arrive at work every other Thursday to find a fairly nice paycheck at my desk. Even though the paycheck never varies in amount, nor is there actually a real check in the envelope (it is deposited automatically into various accounts); I still get tremendous satisfaction ripping open the envelope and looking over my paycheck receipt.
For the past few months I have been setting part of each paycheck aside in order to make a down payment on a new car. Right now I own a nice, red, two door Saturn sport coupe. It is a fun and reliable car, actually, I like it so much that I was going to trade it in and buy a new Saturn Vue. I say “was” because I abandoned the idea when I saw the new 2005 Mustang at a showroom the other day. This car is absolutely gorgeous, an incredible throw back to the late 60’s early 70’s fast back. Unfortunately, the bastards at the Ford dealership wouldn’t let me test drive the damn car. I did like the Mustang so much, however, that I decided to put off buying a new car until I can test drive it.
Speaking of cars, my little red coupe has been doing a ton of traveling lately. I have been spending quite a bit of time in Cleveland and Pittsburgh lately for no other reason than to be somewhere else besides the middle of nowhere. I enjoy cities. I like the convenience of everything, the hustle and bustle, the abruptness of the people, and even the danger of walking the streets alone late at night. I am positive that I will head towards a more urban area as soon as I finish with my advertising program.
School is going really well, especially my creative advertising class. I really think that the design aspect of my job and insatiable appetite for comic books gives my projects a much more modern and professional appeal to them. I just completed a pretty cool print ad for a liquor company that kicks ass. The one downside of the class is that virtually every project is group oriented, and, so far, the people in my groups have been entirely to lazy. I really have to meticulously plan out my schedule to fit in school work because my schedule is in-fucking-sane (nine hours of school on top of fifty plus hours of work doesn’t leave a whole lot of free time in a week) and when these little eighteen year old shits don’t show up for a group meeting because they are “too hung over” I tend to flip out.
Ah well, enough about me…
