oh momma. i don't know what's wrong with me today but it's a good thing it's my day off. i have some serious soupy poopy issues. i woke up and went to the bathroom and out it came. i dont have a stomach ache, i just went to bed with some really kickin gas. and now ive pooped like 5 times. weird..... hollie said, "This is exactly why i don't trust you being in my room!" HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

in other news, yours truly just signed up for a pottery class. also, im applying to a job in pittsburgh that i am at least qualified for. also, the stupid volunteer coordinator at world relief hasnt emailed me back. i am trying to volunteer there asap. ok im going to see if i can get a new phone because my flip phone is all loose and crappy. then i am going to apply.

TOday is a day off! Bitchin! I'm on my second americano. I think that's about 8 shots. Anywho, I've been looking at cars to buy. Looks like I'll either get a Toyota Echo or a Hyundai Accent hatchback, post 2003. My dad's childhood friend, Ronny, and his wife are staying with us till Monday. Ronny has long curly grey hair and wears Chuck Taylors. He also chainsmokes so they just stand outside and smoke with the door open so we can still talk. Last year their house got broken into and their daughter was raped in her bed. That's it. Nothing was stolen. The dog was killed, though. But the girl became a Christian through all of this. Ronny and his wife are not, in fact they are quite the opposite. But Dad and Ronny and his wife keeping speaking in Afrikaans and I have no idea what's going on. The language is pretty damn ugly. It's like Dutch. Gross. They missed their flight so they couldn't go see the Ghords last night. Hahahahahaha! But tonight Ronny and his wife are going to see Johnny Winters. Mom put her foot down and refuses to go. She hates Johnny Winters. No duh. Diane is in Glasgow and wants me to visit for the wedding next year. That would be awesome. Ok bye

ok so i'm pretty much screwed if i can't spell councilor. why is it with an "e"? it makes no sense. that's it. i will change it. i will be the employment concilor. ok i forgot the "u" but now even better. the EMPLOYMENT CONCILOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! bitchin.

addie got a bath and then a bone and she was eating it on my rug and i said to her that it smelled like wet dog bone and hollie laughed from inside her room and i asked her why and she said because addie and i were like an old married couple. it's true.

here's the wee little car i want!

Ok, well I am still pretty much freaking out here. My interview went from 2:30 till 5. I met with Adam, the VERY cute employment councilor I would be working with. and we talked for about an hour-ish or so. He asked me about myself and my faith and my passions, etc. And I asked him about the rewards and downsides to the job. I also asked how many hours he worked a week. He said he did a lot of 60 hour a week weeks. He said it was because he is a perfectionist work aholic. That's great...just like me. But we had a really nice talk and then I met the other person I'd be working with, Dan. Also cute and very funny. Then we went to this apartment complex and met with some refugees. The first guy we met with was Somalian. The next two families also. Then we went to the Iraqi family's house. They were crazy. I had this banana drink and it smelled like frying meat and now I smell like frying meat. They were hilarious.

This job is way over my head, friends, and if they offer it to me I will probably take it because clearly God wants it cause I am not sure that I do. Well, I do and I don't. The great thing about it is that it's 50% in the office, 50% out. It's just working with refugees and helping them find a job and keeping that job. But Adam and I talked a bit about me being a woman and how that is a potential area for conflict. The makes me nervous too. Am I a big enough ball-buster? Cause that's what I'd be, one big ball buster. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! It feels good and it feels weird and I am scared and excited and I feel ignorant and I don't know what else. I'm gonna need some more Jesus because I can't possibly imagine doing this full time without that at my core. I just don't have enough faith in myself but I also do. I just don't know. I want to talk to them more and get their perspective because I want them to have the best person for this job. Cause if they hire me and I'm not that would be horrible. But if I am, well super. I really admire Adam for what he does and will look up to him for support and guidance and leadership. He's going to be a great person to work with, instead of starting a super scary job and having a shitty manager. That would suck. So, as Adam told the Iraqi family, Inshallah!

Well, there's a block party. We were invited. The front said "you're invited," then you open the card and it says "he's not" with a pic of a shirtless guy holding a beer and sporting a mullet. i read this book in college called the declining significance of race. what the hell was the author's name? william something. anyway, his theory, which many people including myself disagree with, is that racism no longer exists because it has been replaced by classism. i think racism definitely exists but so does classism. there wasn't even anything creepy looking about the guy. he was smiling and looked like he lived in galesburg. our block is retarded anyway. there are 50 million kids wearing helmets right now on trikes and scooters. i don't think my kids will wear helmets. what's the point? you're like 3 feet from the ground and unless you have a head the size of a watermellon, chances are you won't split your noodle open. we've had this "block party wagon" trailer sitting on the corner for the last two days. they paid for it. a specific block party trailer. that's dumb.

i've been looking online at cars and apartments. i wish i had more money so i could get a nice one of each but chances are i won't be able to. i really want a scion xa, but it isn't rated as the safest and i want the safest. i don't care really what it is as long as i'm not going to crunch up like tin foil if and when i get into an accident. and i want it to last me a good 15 years too. the scion xa is in the top 10 most fuel-efficient cars though, so it's still in the race. the honda insight is pretty bitchin looking but it's too much, whereas the scion xa is only about $10k if i get an '05. i want marroon. i looked at a picture of it today and i laughed at it because it's awesome.

jamelyn said she didn't want to live in warrenville because it's too "hickish." i disagree since it's still in dupage but i specifically want to live in a "hickish" area. lindsey says west chicago is little mexicano. i hate lindsey and that was a terrible thing to say. but good cause i am going to look into west chicago. if i still have to work in wheaton i at least will be working with refugees and living outside of wheaton. hollie says i have a lot of animosity towards wheaton. and by wheaton i mean the college and the town. it's true. i do. oh ya, thunder! i hope those helmets have metal in them. HAHAHAHAHAHA! stupid kid on a scooter getting struck by lighting cause of his dumbass helmet. hahahahaha. that's rich!

hollie and mom are at a bridal trunk show. i had so much fun trying on bride's maids' dresses. hollie is going to pick something too informal, though. she wants it to be a dress that people can wear more than once. seriously? that blows. i want fancy and hot! none of this calf length crap. boo! oh well.

addie got a new little bed. it's a wee couch and she looks so cute in it. mom pinched her nose. lalalalalalalalalalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalalalaaaaaaaaaaa.

today is sunday and tomorrow is monday. the day of my second interview and my bibley group. so i haven't opened my bible once this whole week. not a once. it's already bibley group again and i haven't done shit. that's no good. it'll be nice when i get a job that won't require me to work every sunday. then i can commit to going to a church. or at least commit to thinking about committing to one. i gotta say, though, that recently i really have wanted to move to chicago. i'm secretly hoping i won't get this job and that i'll find one in the city so i can move there. if i were to say that it is more diverse and open-minded in the city some people might disagree with me because people are people wherever you go. but i gotta say, i think that in certain areas or even in most areas, people are similar. galesburg had a certain type of person. st. simonds did and even aberdeen did. and believe-you-me, wheaton does. and i don't like it much. hollie read a quote that said if you surround yourself with like-minded people you end up not doing much thinking. well, i'm changing it a bit, but it's close. so bring on the atheists and muslims and lesbians and irish and latin american! hopefully this job will bring that.

oh boy this kids are chanting. hey, that reminds me. the guy at world relief said their biggest group of incoming refugees is a group of turks. anyone know what group it is? he said something like mankee or something like that. with an "m". anyone? yes? no?

i've been playing donkey kong for n64, which totally rules. but when you load your game it tells you how many hours you've played. i have surpassed 24. that's lame.

this is nice. it's like a buffer for my stupid last post. in case you need some clarification, it's a pug dressed up as a monkey.



Here's another I like. I dedicate this to Andie.

someone's got a poopy diaper

Mom and Dad are being really supportive of my whole job suckassness. I appreciate them coming into the "computer room" (corner in the sunroom) to put a hand on my shoulder while I fight tears back. It is so discouraging to...wait, let's count them...check out jobs on...14 non-profit job search engines and...21 organizations' websites. Josh told me today that I am a loser basically for still working at a coffee shop and that if I really wanted a job I'd have one. Not having one is because I am not trying or, as the Buddhists say, envisioning myself in a job thus finding a job. I told him he didn't know what he was talking about but I'm feeling kinda weak and shitty right now. It makes me want to cry when I read "Driver Needed! Drive a bus because they're great!...." Or that some Wheaton grad nabbed a job I'd rule at. I didn't even get an interview. Heather said that they see Wheaton Grad or Harvard and drool, and that maybe I want to edit my resume to highlight my "other" good points. That's nice...Silly me and my shitty liberal arts education from Bovine University...They just read my shit and threw it in the "no" pile. Dad said "I'm sorry Andrea, you're doing a great job and soon it'll just snap." Mom said, "I don't believe that God just lands things on our laps, but I do believe that when we are actively searching for something he meets us," or something like that. I really appreciate that. They are encouraging to me a lot, and even though it does seem like the wisest move would be to just manage Caribou or take some radom office job, I know that that's not what's for me and that they support that. I hear lots and lots of no's when I think about those options. I hear keep waiting and looking and trusting when I think about the fruitless pursuit of what I really want. Meh and Boo.

Megan called me the foul dog mom today. That made me smile. Vince got kicked off Project Runway. That was bitchin. I got some new games and movies so that's also good. And fancy beer. I'm going to sunless tan now and try to beat Yoshi. Oh no, I can't do that. I need some Jesus. He's helping me out lately and I like him. Well, I'm trying to, but it's like he smells or something. Even though he's cool and all he still really stinks like B.O. and I don't really want to spend that much time around him getting stale butt fungus stink in my nose. Does that make sense?