Procrastination

So.. obvisously I haven't posted for a bit. :) Oh well, no one even knows I have the blogspot anyway (mostly because I forgot about it) heh heh. Since my last (and only) post I have gotten settled in my new apartment... though I have to admit there are most assuredly boxes in the basement that are still intouched. In addition we are solidly on our way to getting through frostbite season. It's funny, I stayed in Utah in part because of the ski season and I am going to run screaming fromt he state for the same reason. Well, that and the seagulls. It's just strange to have bronze statues of rats with wings all over the city. But then again, I suppose moving to SLC was cheaper than the detox programs most of my friends that moved out of Miami enrolled in. Just kidding... maybe :)

So lately I have been battling the whole real job, real role in society game. You know the one where I stare at my student loan bills (which amazingly get delivered roughly every three days) and try to convince myself that the debt load was worth it. Then the part where I stare at the job listings on the computer and see such worthy occupations such as Asst. Manager for Taco Bell. Ah yes...

Every time I sit down to revamp my resume I end up thumbing back through serving and bartending positions. Not because I'm not qualified to clean the ladies restroom at Taco Bell, but because I really really don't want to work a 9-5 or wear a suit (or funny looking chicken uniform). I don't want to stare at grey or orange cubicle walls and I truly don't want to have to make up excuses for wanting to go out of town for 3 days. (gasp... you mean lie??)

The greatest part of job hunting is: It's like jean shopping of bathing suit shopping. No matter how much you excercise, you will still feel fat.

It's amazing how quickly you turn into a little kid that wants to say,"But...nooooooo... I really am qualified.. I sweeeaaar.... Ppplllllleeeeaaasee hire me. I need benefits"