First Job Rejection

A month or so back, I applied and interviewed for the front gate and/or snack bar position at the pool in my dad's neighborhood. The interview went rather well, I might say, but it was the sheer number of applicants that pushed me out. I don't really mind all that much--a little extra dough would've been nice, but I'll have more free time now. This coming week I shall hopefully be learning guitar from a dear friend of mine (Hannah). I started to save for a guitar, but I seem to have misplaced my Slytherin wallet--the one I keep things in. I suppose a job would've provided me a bit of savings cash, but I can always apply somewhere else, no? Harris Teeter is supposed to be pretty good. Maybe I ought to go to them soon.

My mom's away, which means I'm staying with my dad, which means I still can't finish Back to the Future. Man, to think of them late fees.... Speaking of watching, I finally started Doctor Who a while back. And I'm still on Episode 3. Shoot me.

Anyhow, I didn't get the job, but there's no problem in that.

Love and peace,

Lewis

Two Book-Days

On Saturday, my dad took me to the library book blowout thing at the fairgrounds, and I spent ninety-one dollars of my own cash to get two cardboard boxes full of books. Isn't it funny how the cheaper things come, the more one spends? I got a few Stephen Kings (including an accidental two copies, as mentioned on my Facebook, of Dolores Claiborne); a lot of books by Dean Koontz (I've heard he's good); a couple of Anne Rices; several Dan Brown novels; John Varley's Mammoth (saw it at the store years ago and never got around to it); Offspring by Jack Ketchum; the third book of Jeff Shaara's World War II trilogy, titled No Less Than Victory; Martin's A Game of Thrones; a couple by Clive Barker; a book by Bernard Cornwell (who my friend Pam met); the original Dragonriders of Pern in one volume; some Ken Follett; and more. In short, I am a bit of a bookworm.

On Sunday (I'm writing this during the wee hours of Monday morning), I visited a closing Borders (a lot of them are closing, sadly) and bought (with my mother's money) roughly $250 worth of books. The first one I saw was rather cheap (book three of a series I have not yet started, titled The Dragon Heir--I later got the first two), and I contemplated going for The Vampire Archives, which is NOT a paranormal romance for the record, but decided it was too pricy. I should have gone for it, because I might as well have, with all the rest. I also got Little Brother by Cory Doctorow (who I met a little under a year ago); Stephen King's Under the Dome; The Book Thief; The Looking Glass Wars; Wizard's First Rule; Johnny Tremain; My Brother Sam is Dead; Paper Towns (need to read Green still); the first Cirque du Freak book; The House of the Scorpion; The Mammoth Book of the Best of Best New Horror; Flipped; Kaku's Beyond Einstein; and so on. I got a Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 1 poster and a "Down with the Capitol!" poster relating to The Hunger Games, which I had not started yet at that point, but figured, "If not now, then when?"

Overall, my mother and I spent a lot of dough, but it was well worth it. We went to Gypsy's Shiny Diner afterward and had a very filling burger meal, and while we had contemplated a movie, we were too stuffed by that point. When I got home I shelved my books, hence the huge amount of "Lewis W now owns _______" on my Shelfari account. All in all, it was a great two days. I must leave now.

Au revoir,
LMW