yesterday, i got down to business and asked the head of the music department if he had anything open for a work study student like me. i put in an application for work study over a month ago and never got a call. when i went in to ask why, they made it seem like it was my job to track down a department head and secure my position. after knowing that, it was just a matter of doing it.

i’m going to be the midi lab watcher for three days a week, where i can do homework or record songs. it’s going to be great and a helluva lot better than changing tires for assholes. and i get to have a key to the lab. how cool is that? i get prestige and minimum wage.

in other exciting news, we’re taking a little trip to san diego next weekend. i guess we’re camping on the beach near a nuclear reactor or something and then we’re going to check out sea world. talk about radioactive good time!

a couple nights ago i was finishing up some homework on my computer when i heard daisy sneezing/sniffling in an odd way. the last time i heard that sound was when she found a scorpion in the backyard. so i went to the hallway where she was, being very careful in my bare feet. i turned on the light and looked around until i saw the little bugger hiding near the door jam. it wanted very much not to be seen. i took some pictures and then sprayed the shit out of it with raid. next time one comes in the house and daisy detects it, i’m going to catch it and feed it crickets. that will be fun.

how cool is that? having a dog that alerts us to pesky varmints. apparently, when she makes that sneezy sound, she’s getting stung in the nose and it doesn’t seem to bother her in the slightest. unless the thing is not injecting venom. i don’t really know much about scorpions, other than they look bona fide bad ass.

last week, i asked her what she wanted for valentine’s day. she said nothing. that’s called danger zone, when a boyfriend thinks he’s off the hook, but little does he know that she doesn’t want to be forgotten.

so i started to go through the list of options. jewelry says you have the money to buy love. i have no money. my spanish teacher says not to get a pound of chocolate, because it will go straight to her ankles. he seems to know what he’s talking about. flowers are doable, but they aren’t quite enough. that’s when i resort to my creative juices. over the course of two carefully timed days while she was at work, i wrote and recorded this song for her listening pleasure. it’s called “well, i have.”

season 4 has begun and it is wonderful. i love the flash forward style now. i hope they continue with it. i want to know what happens after the “oceanic six” get off the island. what makes jack spiral out of control and eventually decide they need to go back? why is hurley sorry that he went with locke? what are they hiding? i want to know and thursday is so far away. not to mention that it’s not definite the entire season will air, because only 8 episodes have been completed. (f-ing writer’s strike)

“we’re never going back!”

i used to have a tradition that every february 2nd, i would watch groundhog day starring bill murray. then i sold the dvd and haven’t seen it since.

in other news, i went out to get our recycle bin from the roadside and there was nothing there. i looked up and down the street but our bin had vanished. i called the environmental services company and they checked their system, which indicated that our bin fell into the truck. so we get a new bin on monday.