New cd

I got paid today, so I decided to treat myself. I went out and bought a cd. (Green day's American Idiot) It's the first cd I've bought in a long time. The last one was my Sarah Harmer one I bought at last year's folk fest!

Yesterday, I also went to visit Irene and her new kitten Tap. He/she (the sex is still yet to be determined) is adorable.

One week

So, this time next week I'll be in Ontario. Woot!

That is all. I just had to share the joy. Now I'm off to make chicken noodle soup for supper.

Hair

Yesterday I realized that I have long hair. Logically, this shouldn’t come as a surprise. After all, I’ve been growing it out for almost a year. Still, my heart jolted when I realized that my hair reaches slightly past the top of my shoulders and can easily be pulled back into a ponytail. My hair has ‘grown out’. I have obtained the goal that I set out to accomplish. I have long hair.

The worst thing about being on duty

Not being able to leave campus while on duty is, while inconvenient, not the worst thing. With a week’s worth of groceries and my bag well stocked with books and music, I’m content to spend the week up here.

The worst thing about being on duty is the phone. The phone is the reason why I can not leave campus when I am on duty. I have to keep the thing attached to me twenty-four seven and within range.

It can at anytime begin to ring, day or night, rain or shine. It could even begin to ring this very instant as I write this very sentence. And I would have to answer it and the, most likely, run up to residence to check someone in or let someone locked out of their room back in or answer a noise complaint.

(The irony is, this is about as far as I got when I got called by a woman wanting to extend her stay.)

It is the having to work your life around when this phone my ring. Try planning supper, or even a snack, around the check-ins, check-outs, those who want to stay another night or need a parking pass.

My arms tingle in anxiety, as I try to get to sleep at night, knowing that at any point in my REM cycle, I can be shocked awake.

This is the worst thing about being on duty.

On Duty

I began my on-duty shift today. I work as a GSR (Guest Services Representative, not Gun Shot Residue) at the university’s residence because in summer they have guests staying there. Basically, I’m a glorified maid, as I occasionally get to do office work and give tours.

On one hand, it is not pleasant being on duty. When you’re on duty, you have to stay up here 24 a day for a whole week. It wouldn’t be so bad if I actually lived in res but I have lived ‘off the hill” (The university is on a Cranbrook Hill, so most anywhere off campus is off the hill) for three years now. And I have a cat.

But on the other hand, it can be relaxing. As I told Joe, my co-worker, I get to live a minimalist life style, which I enjoy. One pot, one set of dishes, no tv, no computer, unless I’m willing to walk down to the computer labs on campus. I get to read and I hope to make a dent in the reading list I recently started. (Which can be located at http://kimsbooklist.blogspot.com/, if you are interested.)