Run, run, run, run, run......

I recommend to one and all to check out "Talkie Walkie" by Air. The song that had me inspried was "Run" - a couple of listens and I was hooked.

The job goes, and it goes. I feel I'm getting worse at balancing. Not really a good thing. Lots of things going on there though - and being head teller is going fairly well. I know I don't have as much work as some tellers do (alteast I have a partner in crime, who takes care of all the forgein) and more than some other head tellers. It would be nice if the title "head teller" came with a raise, but it doesn't. And neither, sadly, did my continuation into the new year with my employer. I recieved a letter today stating that my salary for next year would be the same as I had started out with. It would have been nice to have been recognized for all the hard work put in, taking over the head teller position with next to no training etc, but really - that's asking a little much.

I hear people talking about school, and I realize I missing being in school. I really could go to school forever and ever, but I'd have to only take a few courses at a time, with breaks inbetween. I find my attention span only lasts a few months. It seems to be about four. Maybe one day I'll get a job where I love it so much I won't start to fade at the four month mark.

Now, don't get me wrong - my new job is far superior to fitting people into shoes. I just miss working with friends. It was pretty lax at the old work. I work with tons of really cool people right now, but you just can't have as much fun at a bank. There's too much money to be serious about.

Sean and I are looking forward to Christmas. Well, I am anyways. I'm stoked to buy a christmas tree this weekend (although fake) and set it up. I'm dissapointed to not be seeing my family, but most of my friends appear to not be going home anyway. We're also looking forward to having Ryan and Carly move in virtually next door to us. Even if they will be living above the guy who walks around in his bath robe spritzing his plants all the time. Not to mention accross the hall from HMV guy.

Now I must go and attempt to break my cat's habit of sleeping on the keys of my piano.