Well, I told myself I would be a persistent blogger when I initiated this thing, but obviously that did not turn out so well. I suppose the best thing to do now is to return to whence I came and kick off this 2012 blogging adventure.
What's New:
I graduated college. I am a college graduate, with a college degree. I got a job straight out of school, at a tattoo shop. I took it with no other options on my horizons, affected undoubtedly by the fallacy of what working in a tattoo shop would be like. I liked my coworkers, who encouraged me to pursue art and constantly employ my talents to better my skills. However, I hated my boss, who made frequent after-hour phone calls, failed to pay my wages in a timely manner, and worst of all, sexually harassed one of my coworkers. He gave me the creeps like none other, but I continued to toy with the concept that things would improve. Long story short, it did not, and I have since started another job. I am now (and have been for the last couple months) working at Softcom (an Internet Service Provider) as their web and graphic designer. I like what I do, and they are professional, so I suppose I couldn't ask for more. When I am not in the back of the office next to the tech guys, I also work partially doing customer service here, with two other girls in the front of the office. The days are long, with an hour-long commute roundtrip, but worthwhile so far as I am establishing a pretty impressive portfolio with all my work here.
I have moved to Sacramento from Davis, which I miss dearly but still visit from time to time. I love my apartment, this old Victorian with excess vintage charm. Even better is I have a remarkable roommate named Rita who (shockingly!) pays her bills on time and enjoys similar things as me. She is from London, which I will never grow tired of bragging about because let's face it, all things foreign are exciting. Even if only marginally foreign, she's still European, which teaches me things about other cultures that I would not otherwise be aware. We have a cat (this is recent) and her name is Snickers, she's a Maine Coon whose moods fluctuate between extreme affection and rabid rage. My boyfriend Troy is still as amazing as ever, possibly the only thing that has changed between us is driving distance.
I have gained a lot in the past months, but unfortunately have lost as well. A great and unique friend of mine, Tim, another Brit who I met through Rita, has recently passed and I am still learning how to deal with it. I am sure I will continue to talk and even blog about Tim for years to come, he was a guy who taught me so much in such a short time. I could type thousands of words about Tim Barraud, but I have already resolved to save that for a lengthy post where I can explain all these life lessons he left behind for us to examine.
Although my life as an "adult" is finally here, I still have so much to live and learn. Tomorrow is Saint Patrick's day, and Rita's boyfriend Roy (yes, her boyfriend is named Roy, mine is named Troy) will arrive in America. He is going to stay with us until Rita has to leave in the Summer when her visa expires. I am excited to make another connection with someone new, and excited for Rita to have something so familiar here with her in the states. Everything right now is running smoothly with my job, friends, and love life. I could ask for more, but that would just be greedy. In case you are reading this and it hadn't yet become apparent: Life is pretty good.
