Homecoming
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lumy12I'm weird. If ever I finish a whole CD and I did not put any mention of it in my livejournal, I feel like I cheated it of its glory. But of course, I don't write every day, or sometimes even every week, and there are CDs that I don't mention. I could just list the ones I've missed posting here, but does anyone really care? I think not. Never mind my babbling, I'm being silly.
I had a very enjoyable day yesterday. Went to Bingo at Gila River casino, didn't win anything. Watched my mom win a little on the Austin Powers slot machine and got the theme song stuck in my head (but I didn't mind, I love Austin Powers!) Had a nice early St. Pat's dinner of corned beef and cabbage with my parents plus my brother. Went to the movies with my brother after, to see the new Bruce Willis flick (we're both big Bruce fans, he more so than I) "Hostage".
And where did I see this movie? At the Scottsdale Pavilions, my old haunting grounds. Anyone reading this must know I worked there for a long time (11 years). Not everyone knows how much of my own personal coming-of-age history is entangled with my work memories of the place. Sometimes when feeling particularly nostalgic, I pull out a diary from the first few years I worked there and marvel at the girl I once was. This always makes me sad, yet I do it anyway. Is this human nature, or just MY nature? Anyway, last night I saw only 3 people I knew (I left in June 2002, and with the high turnover rate that's actually probably a high number). It was nice chatting with them. My brother knew one guy from another job so they had some catching up to do as well.
I also had to walk around and look at everything that's changed. I don't go there very often so there always seems to be a lot of changes. (my brother is very tolerant of this) I think back to how busy the place was when it was new in the early 90s, and I get a little sad again to see how out-of-date it is now.... plus with all the megaplexes springing up everywhere, even with renovations there just won't be the same number of people going there ever again. The valley has grown and spread out too much. I just hope they can keep it going, and that if they DO remodel it they keep most of it recognizable as "my" special place.
I wish I could go up on the roof again and sit in my old spot (where I would go if I was sad, usually). I also wish I could work a projection shift, just for fun. Maybe count the safe, just for fun. Old duties that used to be mundane are now beloved in my memory.
Okay, I'll shut up before I get TOO psychotic here. (neurotic? My bro constantly corrects me on the use of "psycho") Someone I talked to last night said if I still have fond memories of the place, I didn't work there long enough. Ha!
I had a very enjoyable day yesterday. Went to Bingo at Gila River casino, didn't win anything. Watched my mom win a little on the Austin Powers slot machine and got the theme song stuck in my head (but I didn't mind, I love Austin Powers!) Had a nice early St. Pat's dinner of corned beef and cabbage with my parents plus my brother. Went to the movies with my brother after, to see the new Bruce Willis flick (we're both big Bruce fans, he more so than I) "Hostage".
And where did I see this movie? At the Scottsdale Pavilions, my old haunting grounds. Anyone reading this must know I worked there for a long time (11 years). Not everyone knows how much of my own personal coming-of-age history is entangled with my work memories of the place. Sometimes when feeling particularly nostalgic, I pull out a diary from the first few years I worked there and marvel at the girl I once was. This always makes me sad, yet I do it anyway. Is this human nature, or just MY nature? Anyway, last night I saw only 3 people I knew (I left in June 2002, and with the high turnover rate that's actually probably a high number). It was nice chatting with them. My brother knew one guy from another job so they had some catching up to do as well.
I also had to walk around and look at everything that's changed. I don't go there very often so there always seems to be a lot of changes. (my brother is very tolerant of this) I think back to how busy the place was when it was new in the early 90s, and I get a little sad again to see how out-of-date it is now.... plus with all the megaplexes springing up everywhere, even with renovations there just won't be the same number of people going there ever again. The valley has grown and spread out too much. I just hope they can keep it going, and that if they DO remodel it they keep most of it recognizable as "my" special place.
I wish I could go up on the roof again and sit in my old spot (where I would go if I was sad, usually). I also wish I could work a projection shift, just for fun. Maybe count the safe, just for fun. Old duties that used to be mundane are now beloved in my memory.
Okay, I'll shut up before I get TOO psychotic here. (neurotic? My bro constantly corrects me on the use of "psycho") Someone I talked to last night said if I still have fond memories of the place, I didn't work there long enough. Ha!
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Date: 2008-07-16 02:42 am (UTC)And my bro stopped correcting me... I think he gave up. I'll have to ask if he remembers this now.
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Date: 2008-07-16 02:47 am (UTC)