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impyI wanna be Kirk from Gilmore Girls. Only less pathetic. I want a zillion weird little jobs, and all of them must be weird! This said, tomorrow I attempt to get the ever fun job of delivering phone books. Oo!
Next stop, mystery shopper. Seriously. No, quit laughing. Stop!
...okay, now you can laugh. ;)
What? I was never one of those kids who wanted to be just like Mom/Dad in the suit, or be a doctor or anything semi sane. I think my most normal ones were the 12 hour desire to be a vet [til I realized blood and reptiles both repulse me], and the month long desire to be a teacher [and then I realized I wouldn't like kids any better when I was older]. Now it's the writer hope [yeah, no one even humors me anymore. sad when the shrink I made cry believed in me more than certain people..], along with gift shop girl, newspaper deliver girl [hey, if shaniqwa and her baby daddy, new boyfriend, and 7 kids can do it at 4am, so can I, bitch], and the two above ideas.
Mainly because I don't want to pay the cash to take the US Postal Service employment test, only to have to deliver out in Hollywood and the outerlying areas. :p But I still cling to my UPS dreams. One day I'll make brown look good. One day. Maybe Fed Ex.
Yeah, you should be at least snickering right now. Either that or you should be up on your desk/chair cheering me on. Whichever works for you.
Heard from Amanda today. Yay! I was feeling so guilty thinking she was in town and I hadn't seen her or called, and felt like such an awful friend. Turns out she's in NC. So ixnay on the guilt.
Went to Mount Pleasant [I know, this means next to nothing to just about everyone] to hit the bookstore to get my credit renewed or buy some books. Nothing I really wanted. Nothing I even wanted to give as a gift. :/ The upshot is that I can always loot through my books and take some more in. Of course, why bother when they don't have anything I want now? Why up the useless credit? :p
Nearly had to drive back over the twin bridges from HELL [I really should find a picture to show people who don't understand why I turn Rose McGowan pale at the thought of ever having to drive across those things], but luckily mother dear was in a good enough mood to do the honors. Yay!
Next stop, mystery shopper. Seriously. No, quit laughing. Stop!
...okay, now you can laugh. ;)
What? I was never one of those kids who wanted to be just like Mom/Dad in the suit, or be a doctor or anything semi sane. I think my most normal ones were the 12 hour desire to be a vet [til I realized blood and reptiles both repulse me], and the month long desire to be a teacher [and then I realized I wouldn't like kids any better when I was older]. Now it's the writer hope [yeah, no one even humors me anymore. sad when the shrink I made cry believed in me more than certain people..], along with gift shop girl, newspaper deliver girl [hey, if shaniqwa and her baby daddy, new boyfriend, and 7 kids can do it at 4am, so can I, bitch], and the two above ideas.
Mainly because I don't want to pay the cash to take the US Postal Service employment test, only to have to deliver out in Hollywood and the outerlying areas. :p But I still cling to my UPS dreams. One day I'll make brown look good. One day. Maybe Fed Ex.
Yeah, you should be at least snickering right now. Either that or you should be up on your desk/chair cheering me on. Whichever works for you.
Heard from Amanda today. Yay! I was feeling so guilty thinking she was in town and I hadn't seen her or called, and felt like such an awful friend. Turns out she's in NC. So ixnay on the guilt.
Went to Mount Pleasant [I know, this means next to nothing to just about everyone] to hit the bookstore to get my credit renewed or buy some books. Nothing I really wanted. Nothing I even wanted to give as a gift. :/ The upshot is that I can always loot through my books and take some more in. Of course, why bother when they don't have anything I want now? Why up the useless credit? :p
Nearly had to drive back over the twin bridges from HELL [I really should find a picture to show people who don't understand why I turn Rose McGowan pale at the thought of ever having to drive across those things], but luckily mother dear was in a good enough mood to do the honors. Yay!
