She's Leaving Home

In a little over a week I've turned into one of those people that chat up the cashier and hold up the line at stores. 

I always felt bad for those people back when I was the cashier. I'd think, "Doesn't this person have friends or family that they'd rather be chatting with than me?" Not once would I ever have thought, "Maybe this person just moved here and doesn't know anyone and is lonely." And not once would I ever have thought that I'd one day be one of those people. :/

Today I had to go to Wells Fargo to take some money out of my account and I don't know if any of you have noticed but Wells Fargo is now making their tellers chat with you whenever you come in. So the teller asked me what I was up to today and I said that I had just moved to the area from Phoenix and it just so happened that a friend of mine from Phoenix was in town so I was going to see her later. Then the teller next to him goes, "Phoenix! I'm from Phoenix!" I was like, "Oh, really? Wow, weird." He asked me what part I was from and I said Paradise Valley. He got super excited and goes, "I lived by Desert Ridge!" and I go, "That was my hang out!" HA! He then asked me when I got to Seattle and I said I'd been here for two weeks. He said that he'd been there for four and then goes, "It's COLD here!" I was like, "Uh, YAH! I know!" I introduced myself at that point since it was so refreshing to meet someone from back home who was in the same situation that I'm in. Small world. After that I went to the dollar store to pick up a few things. As I was checking out the cashier who was quite old looks at my reusable bag and goes, "Sprouts, eh? Is that a local market?" and I said, "No, it's only in Phoenix." Then he says, "I worked in a bookstore in Bellevue years ago and ever summer we'd get tons of people from Arizona and I'd complain about how 80 degrees was so hot and they'd tell me what a big baby I was." He was funny. But yeah, I've become a small-talk machine whenever I go out anywhere, which in a way is good for me because I've always been so bad at it. 

The point of this story is that I need to make some friends...and FAST. 

I'm hoping that when I find a job that I'll meet cool people through work. Some of my best friends are former co-workers. I just don't know what I want to do. Well, scratch that. I do know what I WANT to do. I want to draw and sew all day and then have people write me big fatty checks to do it. But until that day comes I need to figure out what I can tolerate doing in the meantime. 

Hopefully I'll find something before I run out of money :/

My parents are already ready for me to come back home. Everyday I'm hearing, "Courtney, things just didn't work out in Seattle. Come back home and move back in with us and you can just work on your art all day and everything will be great." I know my parents just miss me but they're not helping at all. They could at least try to be supportive. I'd like to live here a year at the bare minimum before I'd even consider going back to Phoenix. I think it takes that long to get used to any new city. Anywhere I'd go I'd feel the same way I do now. I could be living in Hawaii and I'd still feel lonely and uncomfortable because it would be different. I feel like I have to at least try this and give it a go before I throw in the towel. Hell, I've only been here a week and a half! It'll get better and I'll get used to the crazy driving situation here eventually. I just have to try as hard as I can to not take everything too seriously and try to have some fun. 

Alrighty, I better get back to craftin'.

Laters!

Senior-ita

Since the last time I blogged I've been to my new job four times. It's pretty OK, I guess. Everybody I work with is super nice and everyone seems to like each other and get along. That's a pretty big deal for me since every job I've had in the past has come with lots and lots of drama. I'm still a bit nervous whenever I'm on the floor or ringing someone up since I'm still so new (and clueless) but hopefully I'll get more comfortable with time and will be able to actually find stuff when people ask me for help. Other than that, it's a relatively easy job and I'm only there 1-2 days a week so it's not that big of a deal.

School's been going alright except for the fact that my senioritis is kicking in a little prematurely. I just HATE homework with such a passion that it takes every ounce of energy in my being to get it done. And it doesn't help that I'm so easily distracted by the internet, tv, daydreams, food, kitties, etc. I'm really starting to think that I have ADD. Like, for reals. I don't recall having such a short attention span in the past. I really don't. I always manage to get my homework done but it's been pretty last minute for the past semester or two.

I think I may have put too much on my plate this semester for a person with such a natural tendency towards laziness. I mean with going to school full-time, working two jobs, keeping up with making/writing new comics and trying to have somewhat of a social life...I don't have enough time or energy to eat regularly let alone do dumb homework. Uggghhhh...(YAWN) Man, I'm getting sleepy just thinking about how much stuff I have to do...

The only bright side(s) I can see to my current situation is that A.) I'm young and B.) it's only temporary. Hopefully this year will zoom by and then I can look forward to kicking the dust of this one-horse town off my boots. I am so over Arizona, seriously. Arizona is an energy vampire if you ask me. I miss brisk days, green trees, snow capped mountains, and rain drops on my window. I find colder weather invigorating so these blazing hot days make me feel like a lethargic, sweaty, lazy, fat lump. November cannot come soon enough. I'm so ready for tights, boots, and light jackets.

Friday I went with my mates to First Friday in downtown Phoenix and once again it was a total let down. We went to cruize babes mostly and were majorily disappointed but not that surprised by the general lack of babes in Phoenix. Out of  approximately 3,000+ people we saw ZERO even decent looking males. Times are tough for single gals, I'll tell you what. We did have a fun girl's night out though even if we did get bugged by a bunch of 15 year old boys. After we'd had our fill of bad art and gross dudes we got hungry and got grilled cheeses at Denny's. It's pretty sad when the highlight of a Friday night out on the town is a grilled cheese sandwich and seasoned fries.

Add: the seasoned fries came with ranch.

Oh, and I almost forgot! I recently cut my hair. I had planned to grow my hair long again before I turned thirty but I didn't get very far. I didn't even make it to shoulder length. I've had short hair for 7 years now so having hair constantly on my neck was driving me bananas. Plus I just don't feel like myself without short hair. It's become like my trademark. I guess long hair just isn't for everybody, especially us low-maintanence folk.

Here's a pick of my "new" do!

Anywho, I better stop arsin' around and get these drawings done.

Later gator!