Sunshine of Your Love

Yesterday afternoon was the first time Rockville's seen the sun in weeks, and even then it only stuck around for about 20 minutes. For the past month or so it's been raining with temperatures holding steady around 50 degrees. It's like London, without any of the chicness, history, or royalty. Often I find myself wondering if I'm making Rockville out to be worse than it is, not on here but in my own mind. An acquaintance of mine from high school, now a freshman at Columbia, is stupidly excited to come back to "The Roc". I've unfortunately never been but I have a feeling if I sat foot in New York City the only way you'd get me to leave is in a pine box. I guess we're just different people. More likely he stayed in contact with his high school friends; I haven't talked to all but the closest of mine since high school, and I don't really mind. Again, different people.

To help break the boredom I applied for a menial seasonal retail position at an electronics store that more-or-less replaced CompUSA and Circuit City when they packed up and left town years ago. It pays below minimum wage (commission's supposed to make up for the difference) so it's not glamorous, but the way I see it getting paid $4 an hour to tell the confused parent they should not buy their ten year old son Left 4 Dead 2 beats getting paid nothing to be in the house for six weeks. But the earliest I'll hear back from them is in 7-10 business days, so I will happily (?) be missing out on Black Friday.

Funny I should mention excuses to get out of the house, though; I went to visit my grandmother at her nursing home today. She didn't remember my name.