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Winds of Change

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Things are changing. A lot. At least, that's the way it seems right now in my life. Well, that's not entirely accurate. My life is actually staying pretty much the same; It's all the things around me that are changing. I guess that just goes to prove that the more things change, the more they stay the same. Or not. I have no idea what I'm talking about.

Booter moved out. Yup, our aspiring young actor has taken yet another step in furthering his blossoming career by moving closer to the source -- to West Hollywood. In a way, this isn't too much of a change since he was permanently absent from our apartment for about two months while rehearsing and performing in his show Junk! A Rock Opera (which was quite entertaining -- Booter wears lingerie at one point). We didn't even think he was actually going to move out until a lot later. He kept saying he planned to move out June 1, but had done seemingly nothing to prepare for said move. Then one he comes home saying he found a place and the next weekend his room is empty save his old teaching supplies and about a million dust-bunnies. For a guy who's allergic to damn near everything, he sure has no problems with dust. Alanis Morrisette finds that coincidental (which is weird because it's actually ironic, unlike most of the lyrics in her song). So I no longer have a roommate who will share a couple cold ones to blow off steam while watching an episode of Doctor Who or Brisco County, Jr. But fear not, he still visits from time to time after finishing up the day at his nearby office. And I've even ventured north of the 10 to hit up the bars in WeHo with the Boots. That's another story, though...

My sister is leaving Louisville. I guess John's company offered him a big promotion and raise -- the kicker being that he would have to move to Nashville. So, it's not like it's a HUGE move, but a 3-hour drive sucks in comparison to 30 minutes, as far as my parents are concerned. I know Mom and Dad are pretty bummed about this one, especially since I'm out here in stupid Southern California (you heard me). Empty Nest is really going to set in. I worry a little for Shannon, too. I know both her and John had a lot of friends in the area, and they're moving to a place where they know nobody. The good news is that Shannon graduated from nursing school just a few week ago! She's officially an RN and has already landed a job in Nashville (she had one waiting in Louisville before finding out about John's promotion). Yup, my sister rocks.

People are getting married left and right. Sweet crap, it's like an epidemic. I've already been to one wedding this year (Mark and Ellen Trandel), and have several others marked on the calendar (two in July, one in September). Mal & Lizett - maybe it's best you aren't having yours this year. I need to save some money somewhere. Needless to say, I am not getting married anytime soon. Ginger's still got another year or more before graduation, so that's that.

Now that it's June, it's time for me to start a new rotation in my company. This is my last year in this rotation program and I'm finally getting to do work related to my graduate studies! It's a good thing, too, because I was beginning to wonder if I was going to stay with the company. Two of the guys in the program just left the company looking for better work. Luckily, I'm going to be working for the satellite-making branch of my company doing wireless communications engineering, so I'm pretty stoked about that. Plus, the office is only like 4 miles from my apartment so I'll probably end up riding my bike to work a lot. The only thing I'm worried about is that I'm going to be on a program whose employees get blacklisted from other select programs in the corporation due to some archane government regulation. That in itself doesn't sound so bad, but it turns out that the blacklist will block me from the wiki I founded and have been actively contributing to. Balls. The other problem is that I have no idea when I'll be transfering because the paperwork is getting tangled up in the bureaucracy that is my company. Hopefully it'll happen in the next week or two.

Change isn't always bad, though. It's just different. Booter is going to be replaced by our friend Kelley, who is definitely a lot of fun and will help keep Phil occupied. Booter's show got picked up for 6 weeks of performances at another theater. As for my parents, maybe this will give them a good reason to get a dog. I know that's a poor substitute for your children and grandchildren, but at least it's something, and I know Mom's been beating around the bush for years about getting another dog. Plus, maybe Shannon's moving will improve our inter-sibling communications since we won't be able to hear about each other's lives through the parents.

And now I'm going to go get some change for a buck so I can buy a Dr. Pepper.

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