Livin' lodge
Hello! Man I've been being bad about emailing. I think it's been like a good two months at least. No, more like three. I've been kind of waiting for something cool to happen to me to write about, and nothing really has..but there have been a couple semi-cool things which, when added up, are probably worth an email.
So. After spending a crushingly boring January at home in WA, during which time it rained preeetty much every day, I was ignored or blown off by numerous "good" friends, I knitted and crocheted like three sets of leg warmers, a few hats, and a baby blanket because I was so bored, and I watched a plethora of educational programs on my mom's cable (thank God for that), I returned to California and my home at the Evergreen Lodge. Though I fretted that February was going to be equally boring as being at home, since we were closed during the week and the employee population was down to like 20, it actually turned out to be okay.
Returning here in February turned out to be a turning point for me. I was starting over again, on the upswing this time, and I was able to put behind me all the bullshit of the past few months. The second I got back here my mood improved. I was just SO GLAD to be around PEOPLE again, and I actually started to discover my coworkers anew, and grow closer to some people I hadn't really given a chance before. Highlights of February include: snowboarding at Badger Pass (snowfalling, more accurately), ice skating in Curry Village, and going hiking a number of times. I also spent a good deal of time drinking beer and smoking pot, always a good past time. February weather was unseasonably warm, with a number of days in the 50's, even 60's, but March has turned out to be a different story.
Throughout this month it has probably snowed over six feet. Not all at once, but if you added it up, it'd probably be around there. It snowed again last night, and right now we probably have two feet or so.
Dude. That's a lot of snow. I've never lived in a place with snow like that. In December, January, there was like barely any snow, and now in March we're getting slammed. In a way, it's kind of annoying because it makes it hard to drive around or go on casual hikes, but on the other hand it's really cool. We have pathways carved through the snow in the quad with two feet of snow in either side. I've made numerous snow creatures with Alma and other folks. Sometimes late at night after dark we go snow shoeing on the trails behind the lodge. In the moonlight, it's like the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
Besides hiking, my main activities these days have been knitting (I'm working on an awesome afghan right now) and boozing it up in the bar. 'Course my definition of "boozing it up" is much different than most people's; I have like four beers and I'm done. But still, good times, good times.
I've gotten a promotion too, which is cool. I'm going to be the "Front Desk Supervisor." Basically it means I'll be responsible for training the newbies, making sure people don't fuck up, and I'm not sure what else. I'm going to have a new manager coming in, who is one step above me, but when she's not here I'll be the manager on duty. I'm looking forward to the new responsibility (and the new paycheck) a lot. Also, besides that, I've been serving food in the restauarant a few nights a week. Which is awesome because first of all it's fun, a different department, working with different people, but also I make great tips. It'll be even better in the summer when we're slammed.
A few new employees have started trickling in, more to come soon. Thank God, I say, because I'm getting pretty freaking bored with the current crop. Living with only 20 people does limit the selection. Plus, the ratio is still over 2 to 1 male to female. You might think this a good thing, and in a way it is, but in an ironic twist of fate I'm not interested in nary a one of them. Which is a bummer because practically all the single ones would really love to jump my bones. Which is not surprising since I'm basically the only single female here.
So far, I have been able to resist their advances, but as my sexual frustration grows, my resolve weakens. Guys who I would never be attracted to in the real world suddenly set my heart aflutter. It's a dangerous situation, my friends. I don't know how much longer I can hold out. It's like I can feel their testosterone..pumping, oozing, the desire in their eyes..gaaaaagh. This is bad. Bad bad bad. Why don't I just go for it, you ask. Loose my seven months worth of sexual frustration. Well, there are a few problems with that. The biggest one being that living at a remote lodge with only 20 other people does breed a LOT of gossip. People gossip enough about me when I haven't done anything -- I can only imagine how much they would gossip if I DID. Besides, more importantly, I'm hoping for an actual hottie to show up whom I'm actually attracted to, and hooking up with said hottie would be more complicated if I'd already done the hibbity bibbity with somebody else.
So as of right now I simply remain the biggest cock tease on property. I flirt with them, I bat my eyes, but that's about it. I enjoy the attention. I enjoy it a lot. But I'm trying to keep it all hypothetical.
So I'm biding my time. My friend Audrey went into the city this weekend and she promised she'd bring me back a vibrator. Armed with this weapon, hopefully I can fend off the boys' advances a little while longer. It would just be so easy..they're right there..NO, Chloe. NO. I must resist!!
Oh, and school. Well, it's still up in the air. I've heard from Berkeley and UCSC and got rejected from both. Now, before you get all upset and start feeling sorry for me, realize that this really comes as no surprise to me. They only accept 10% of applicants. That I am not in that 10% is not a huge shock. I am not nearly as upset about this news as I thought I might be. That is probably because I am in a much better mental place right now (putting aside the sexual frustration) than I was even two months ago. I got a raise here, new people are coming, and life is good right now. So I'm really okay. The future is wide open. I have many, many options. Who knows who I'll meet this summer? Maybe we'll hire some Brazilian male models who want to take me back to Rio de Janeiro to become their sex slave... No but seriously. I still need to hear from Davis, too. I very well might apply to some other schools, maybe to a master's program. The bottom line is that I don't have to decide right this second. I am of the school of thought that everything happens when it is supposed to. Not necessarily for any particular reason, but when it is supposed to, yes.
So. After spending a crushingly boring January at home in WA, during which time it rained preeetty much every day, I was ignored or blown off by numerous "good" friends, I knitted and crocheted like three sets of leg warmers, a few hats, and a baby blanket because I was so bored, and I watched a plethora of educational programs on my mom's cable (thank God for that), I returned to California and my home at the Evergreen Lodge. Though I fretted that February was going to be equally boring as being at home, since we were closed during the week and the employee population was down to like 20, it actually turned out to be okay.
Returning here in February turned out to be a turning point for me. I was starting over again, on the upswing this time, and I was able to put behind me all the bullshit of the past few months. The second I got back here my mood improved. I was just SO GLAD to be around PEOPLE again, and I actually started to discover my coworkers anew, and grow closer to some people I hadn't really given a chance before. Highlights of February include: snowboarding at Badger Pass (snowfalling, more accurately), ice skating in Curry Village, and going hiking a number of times. I also spent a good deal of time drinking beer and smoking pot, always a good past time. February weather was unseasonably warm, with a number of days in the 50's, even 60's, but March has turned out to be a different story.
Throughout this month it has probably snowed over six feet. Not all at once, but if you added it up, it'd probably be around there. It snowed again last night, and right now we probably have two feet or so.
Dude. That's a lot of snow. I've never lived in a place with snow like that. In December, January, there was like barely any snow, and now in March we're getting slammed. In a way, it's kind of annoying because it makes it hard to drive around or go on casual hikes, but on the other hand it's really cool. We have pathways carved through the snow in the quad with two feet of snow in either side. I've made numerous snow creatures with Alma and other folks. Sometimes late at night after dark we go snow shoeing on the trails behind the lodge. In the moonlight, it's like the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
Besides hiking, my main activities these days have been knitting (I'm working on an awesome afghan right now) and boozing it up in the bar. 'Course my definition of "boozing it up" is much different than most people's; I have like four beers and I'm done. But still, good times, good times.
I've gotten a promotion too, which is cool. I'm going to be the "Front Desk Supervisor." Basically it means I'll be responsible for training the newbies, making sure people don't fuck up, and I'm not sure what else. I'm going to have a new manager coming in, who is one step above me, but when she's not here I'll be the manager on duty. I'm looking forward to the new responsibility (and the new paycheck) a lot. Also, besides that, I've been serving food in the restauarant a few nights a week. Which is awesome because first of all it's fun, a different department, working with different people, but also I make great tips. It'll be even better in the summer when we're slammed.
A few new employees have started trickling in, more to come soon. Thank God, I say, because I'm getting pretty freaking bored with the current crop. Living with only 20 people does limit the selection. Plus, the ratio is still over 2 to 1 male to female. You might think this a good thing, and in a way it is, but in an ironic twist of fate I'm not interested in nary a one of them. Which is a bummer because practically all the single ones would really love to jump my bones. Which is not surprising since I'm basically the only single female here.
So far, I have been able to resist their advances, but as my sexual frustration grows, my resolve weakens. Guys who I would never be attracted to in the real world suddenly set my heart aflutter. It's a dangerous situation, my friends. I don't know how much longer I can hold out. It's like I can feel their testosterone..pumping, oozing, the desire in their eyes..gaaaaagh. This is bad. Bad bad bad. Why don't I just go for it, you ask. Loose my seven months worth of sexual frustration. Well, there are a few problems with that. The biggest one being that living at a remote lodge with only 20 other people does breed a LOT of gossip. People gossip enough about me when I haven't done anything -- I can only imagine how much they would gossip if I DID. Besides, more importantly, I'm hoping for an actual hottie to show up whom I'm actually attracted to, and hooking up with said hottie would be more complicated if I'd already done the hibbity bibbity with somebody else.
So as of right now I simply remain the biggest cock tease on property. I flirt with them, I bat my eyes, but that's about it. I enjoy the attention. I enjoy it a lot. But I'm trying to keep it all hypothetical.
So I'm biding my time. My friend Audrey went into the city this weekend and she promised she'd bring me back a vibrator. Armed with this weapon, hopefully I can fend off the boys' advances a little while longer. It would just be so easy..they're right there..NO, Chloe. NO. I must resist!!
Oh, and school. Well, it's still up in the air. I've heard from Berkeley and UCSC and got rejected from both. Now, before you get all upset and start feeling sorry for me, realize that this really comes as no surprise to me. They only accept 10% of applicants. That I am not in that 10% is not a huge shock. I am not nearly as upset about this news as I thought I might be. That is probably because I am in a much better mental place right now (putting aside the sexual frustration) than I was even two months ago. I got a raise here, new people are coming, and life is good right now. So I'm really okay. The future is wide open. I have many, many options. Who knows who I'll meet this summer? Maybe we'll hire some Brazilian male models who want to take me back to Rio de Janeiro to become their sex slave... No but seriously. I still need to hear from Davis, too. I very well might apply to some other schools, maybe to a master's program. The bottom line is that I don't have to decide right this second. I am of the school of thought that everything happens when it is supposed to. Not necessarily for any particular reason, but when it is supposed to, yes.
posted by Chloe at 8:48 AM
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