2004-05-11 - 4:21 p.m.
MORE QUESTIONS
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!
"What are my future plans?"
OMG hold on. Some judge just ruled that because of flaws in the state constitution about the funding of public schools, all public schools in the state have to close! Man. On the one hand that's really something, but on the other hand it does me no good at all. Where the F was this judge from 1985-1999?
Anyway. My future plans. Well, I think I will type up this answer, and then I'll probably get something to eat. Maybe a sandwich or a Hot Pocket. It'll be fun. Neat. Good times.
OMG hold on. Today this guy was asking for ideas for a topic he could do a report over, and I don't even know why, but I started talking like on the Delicious Dish sketch from Saturday Night Live. I was all monotone like "you could do an entire report about... condiments."
And he's like "condiments?" cause he didn't get it, but a few other people there were hip to the impression I was doing. And this girl joined in and was like "yeah, you could list your favorite condiments. Like mayonnaise. Or mustard. Or BBQ sauce."
Then I go "wow, Teri, you're on a roll. I really need to... CATCH UP". Bahahaha get it, KETCHUP. So we started to giggle. Her name wasn't really Teri though, although that would have been a glorious turn of events.
And the guy didn't get what we were doing at all, so he's like "Uhhh... okay, thanks." And the girl says "well, that's all the time we have." And I'm like "this was fun, Teri. I really... RELISHED it". Oh man, relish. We about died.
Anyway. Where was I? Oh yeah, plans. Well, I need to get some new clothes. By my count I only have like 6 shirts and 5 pairs of pants that I wear at any given opportunity. I just rotate them at different cycles so that I rarely wear the same shirt with the same pair of pants more than once every few weeks. I'm talking about nice shirts, I have plenty of stupid t-shirts. But I can't wear those to work.
I need to get some new underpants, too. A while back I got these spiffy boxers SLASH briefs, which look like briefs except they have little legs like shorts. It's the best of both worlds. But all of a sudden, every pair is starting to fall apart. It's like they all had an expiration date. Crazy.
What else. Whaaaat else. I gotta take finals and stuff, that's never fun. But this is IT, my last tests probably ever. I hope they're the last ones, but I'm pretty confident that they will be. I'm not going back to school for anything. I'm sick of school. School is for dorks.
Then, after that, I'm moving back home. I've lived in my current house, in one side of it or another, since 2000. It's kinda weird to think that someone else will be staying here soon, like I was never even here. But that's just the way it goes.
Once school is done and I'm back home, that's when it starts to get crazy. We have to get our new house ready to live in and also we have to prepare for the wedding. For a while there, we had been thinking about getting married at the end of May. My birthday is the first of June, and her's is a week earlier, so we thought right in-between would be a nice time to do it. We ended up going with our anniversary, though. Which is a good thing cause there's no way May would have worked out.
Charity's sister got married a few years ago and I was right in the middle of everything, but with the benefit of not actually being involved. It seemed really hectic, especially the last couple weeks. Every day there was a dinner, a brunch, a meeting, a rehearsal, a rehearsal dinner, a brunch rehearsal, a small get-together, a large get-together, a party, a gala affair. I hope I don't have to be involved in any of that. All I gotta do is stand there. That's not hard. I don't need to practice standing.
So I'm getting married. Then it's honeymooin' time! We're going to Europe, we'll be gone for a couple months. My sweetums has family in Italy that she's never even met before. Her cousin Carlo is the village idiot in Tuscany.
We're gonna go all over the place, but I don't know the exact schedule. She wants to try to go to the Olympics, but I keep reading stuff about terrorism concerns and all of that. I'll tell you one thing for sure, I don't need to be around any terrorism. Especially if it's just to watch some dudes run around a track. It's not quite worth it, in my mind from where I sit.
So after that, we'll come home and live in our new place. That will be fun. Our new place is so nice!
I won't have a job yet when we come back, so I think that's probably gonna be a good time to take care of some stuff that I've been putting off. I need to have surgery on both of my knees. Last time I talked about how I would have needed surgery right after high school if I wanted to keep playing football, but when I made that decision I was under the impression that without any surgery I'd be perfectly fine for a normal life, as long as it didn't involve a lot of running. It hasn't quite worked out that way, though. My knees have gotten progressively worse, to the point that I feel like an old man trying to get out of bed and stuff. So I need to get that fixed.
And back in January I was told that I need surgery on my right shoulder. I first hurt it about 5-6 years ago, and it's given me problems ever since. But late last year it was getting to the point where it hurt almost constantly. Once I got it looked at, I started trying to do a lot less with my right arm. But that's hard since I'm right handed. Still, I've cut back enough that it usually only hurts at the end of the day, rather than all day.
So once we get settled in our new abode, I'll probably get that stuff done. Charity won't have a job right away either, except for working with all the horses and stuff. So she'll be able to take care of me while I'm laid up.
Then once all that's over with, I suppose it'll be time to get a haircut and get a real job. Actually, I dunno about the haircut part. I pretty much have a job waiting for me with the sports department of a radio station I've worked with since high school. Well, to me locally it's just one radio station, but it's really like this conglomerate of radio stations all around the state. And the sports department at my local building is the one for the entire conglomeration, or the mid America network or whatever they call it.
I used to intern there in high school, and then a couple years ago I was on the broadcast team for local football games. The guy I used to intern under is like the Director of the sports department, and I would be like the Assistant Director working under him. Mainly, you have to record sports news updates for the different stations to use, and there's a sports radio show they do unless it's pre-empted for local coverage.
Then the main part of the job is that they cover all the local sports all over the state. From high school to college to pro. So I could be broadcasting high school football like I did before, or girl's soccer, or who knows what. One of the guys is the radio sideline reporter for Kansas State football games. Another group does the Kansas USBL basketball team. A couple people go to all the Chiefs games to cover those. It's pretty widespread.
The money isn't anything to write home about, unless someday my irrepressible wit and charm causes a big market to try wooing me away. But it's fun work. The people are nice. And it's not like a set 9-5 type thing, which I don't think I'd be any good at.
But what's stupid is that I could have had a job there after high school. I did have a job there a few years ago. So what have these years of college done for me? By my count, nothing.
From that point, it's all wide open. Your future hasn't been written yet. No one's has. Your future is whatever you make it, so make it a good one. That's from Back to the Future, I'm pretty sure. The third one.
I think I'm gonna go get that Hot Pocket now. I'm hungry!
