NOT HERE BITCHES.

attention to the three people who read this:
The new hotness is right over here

Thank you for your attention.

new leaf again!

I would direct all further attention to trashyornot.blogspot.com. That is where my musins and the musings of my friends re: life, things that are trashy and things that are not trashy are. Maybe every now and then I will update this thing. In fact, here is a new list to go with the list that I made previously, just now.

1. I am unemployed!
2. I am unemployed!
3. Being unemployed is kinda great.

I am contemplating deleting this entire thing, changing its title to something quippy re: unemployment and doing some writing re: what it's like. This will be my book deal. This will be the way that I can talk to someone/something without actually talking. I like to talk, a lot, and it's hard when you ahve to go every single day without talking to people. That's really fucking strange in fact. You try it. Maybe it's ok for others. For me, I talk enough for about 5 people, so to have my only interactions be with people in the yarn store and an over-friendly librarian is kind of unnerving.

Stay tuned, bitches. This is where shit starts to get really interesting.

new leaf bitches.

Well.
Times have changed. I am going to do this a little more than just sporadically, if not only to please my meager audience but because might as well.

Here is a comprehensive list detailing things about me that have changed and that are good.

1. I am no longer in love with Dave.
2. I am a traffic manager at a marketing agency.
3. I live in an adorable apartment near the Full House houses with Mary Clair.
4. I will be 25 soon.
5. I don't mind and even like San Francisco.
5a. I have lived here for almost two years.
6. I have been camping a bunch and it's not that bad.
7. I don't suck at knitting, life or my job.
8. I'm a little calmer these days.
9. See #1. It's the most important and the impetus for my life's turnaround.

I am indeed no longer in love with Dave. Unfortunately, it seems like that is the biggest event in my life since the moment I discovered that I was in love with him. With this revelation comes all sorts of shit but it feels weird and good. Shaky. I feel like I'm about to give a big speech in front of everyone I've ever known about something I don't know about. I might throw up later. I probably won't but it's a consideration. This is better than shoving live badgers up my nose, that's for sure. This is pretty great.

We forge ahead.

optimism?

is it possible?

i came to the realization today that i am way too trusting of others, especially because i believe that at the heart, people are out to fuck you in the ass as hard as they can, with a dildo the size of your forearm. this worries me. perhaps i should work on changing my world view. would i still be me?

also, i got a new job. i start on monday. possibly my life will be that much more entertaining and awesome and i will update this piece of shit way more with photos! and stuff.

new year

well.

i am really bad at this. i should just do this from work, as it will be much more full of vitriol and all that shit. when i'm home i'm relaxed. i'm watching wife swap. i'm drinking tea, and not that angry. well, i'm always a little angry, but you know. not in a dehibilitating fashion.

as i got what felt like my seven hundredth job rejection today, i contemplated briefly writing a little 100 word chronicle of the entire interview process from start to tragic demise. i should've gotten this burst of genius when i started applying but tough titties as they say. i could start with this latest rejection, but then what's the point? i was going to start posting them on this here blog, and then i had the idea on the bus to just start from scratch with this blog shit and then make a whole new blog based on my quest for employment. that could be fun right?


or i could just be totes lame and start a knitting blog. but that is no fun for anyone. at all. as that involves time, effort, and a lot of nerdiness that i don't have the energy for.

i am going to go knit right now. and maybe write about my interview process. this could be quite interesting. i was trying to figure out if there is some sort of number or percentage or ratio that denotes hireability. i figured out that i have applied for at least 50 jobs in the entire time that i have been looking, i've gone on maybe 30 interviews, and i have gotten 2 offers. that includes the job that currently employs me. i dont know what this works out to, but i think it doesn't look good.

also i am irrational, often.

that is all.