justanotherjames

Has recently applied for two jobs with the city of Saint Louis that I most likely won't get, as awesome as it is in most instances to be a white male, in seeking employment it can be an enormous hindrance. I also applied for a job with MLB where you live in an apartment in NYC and watch baseball and blog about it, I most...
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Been one mopey son of bitch lately. Not sure if there's one particular source to which it can be attributed. Just not a whole lot of things have been going ole Jamesy's way lately, trying not to mope, but it's always such an easy option, because I'm really good at it. Meh.

My favorite recent Facebook post is: "You know...not enough people get hoisted by their own petard anymore."

Feel like I'm slacking on these blogs that no one reads...damn my eyes! I have running water in my apartment again...for now, the city says I need to fix the leak, but I don't own this place, Bank of America does and while they may not be entirely aware that I am living here, running water does make the process a bit more civilized. At...
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So the memories are a little fuzzy, but I'm pretty sure this is my 11th or 12th sad bastard lonely Valentine's Day in a row, at some point you have to stop chalking it up to bad luck and start to wonder if you have some massive character flaw that you're missing out on that the opposite sex sees so clearly. Meh...it's a bullshit holiday,...
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I shaved off my Winter Beard, it was proud and beautiful and served me well. But it's gone now, all I ask is that weather cooperates with this decision.

So, my second weekend without water at my apartment. Last time there was an issue the water company fucked something up and water started leaking at the curb, I called them twice about it and never heard anything back from them, I assumed they didn't care. Turns out they did, they just didn't bother to tell me about it. So woke up Thursday with no...
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I've been keeping very strange hours on Saturdays lately, I can blame Cabin Fever for last week. Things have been pretty boring lately, hopes of an exciting new year are starting to fade into mundane reality and frankly I don't care too much for it. But that's the way it breaks sometimes. The fella who has or plans to buy the building in which I'm...
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I really like to cook, I enjoy making food for people I care about, it seems very primal, but it seems natural as well. But there is a bizarre primal joy for me in making bread, I think it's a combination of the sheer simplicity of ingredients and the potential quality of the end product, bread is the staff of life and yeast bless their...
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Now added to the phrases I want to hear before I die, with "That was some mighty fine a'pickin' and a'singin'" from O Brother Where Art Thou is now "That is a fine set of moustasches" from a rather screwy delightful British film called Bronson.