The Deliquent Blogger

That's me! I figured that since it's been three weeks since I moved, and also non-coincidentally three weeks since I posted, I could officially be considered delinquent. But it's not entirely my fault, as I still don't have internet at my new place. It was supposed to get connected yesterday, but everything seems to take a bit longer than schedule here.

For starters, let me introduce you to my manliest boyfriend yet:

He is the mascot for one of Ely's more reputable casinos. Also, he's not a real person, but that's an issue for another day. Work is going well, as in I really do like being a teacher, albeit stressful. Suffice it to say that being a first year teacher with three 90 minute preps wouldn't leave me enough time for a social life even if I didn't live in Ely.

Speaking of social life in Ely, last Sunday I managed to get hit on twice at church functions and eat dinner with a family in the ward that is trying to set me up with their son. Granted, one of the guys that hit on me wasn't entirely mentally there and the other one couldn't have been a day over 21 (And I'm being generous), but that's much better than I expected from this town.

I live in the second floor of a cute old house that has all new furniture and carpet, and one of the other new teachers from Reno lives there with me. Our bathroom is on the hospital green side of ghetto, but that and our persistent lack of internet are the only complaints. Grading papers and watching movies (hurrah for Netflix) are my main to only passtimes here, so don't everybody call me at once or anything. Oh! I forgot laughing at my crazy neighbor. That's my other new hobby. Last night he drove his truck around his house (he usually parks it in his backyard) and parked it in our communal side yard facing the street with the front bumper about a foot away from my roommate's Passat. I think it was a threat. I'll keep you updated.