I was actually going to update last week, but decided to intentionally push it off because the last update was somewhat more interesting that my usual blah. However, it has been awhile, and I don't want to be accused of never updating.
My mother has decided she wants to move. Logically, I guess this makes sense. The kids are all gone, except maybe the youngest, and he's on his way out (college or jail, the jury's still out, literally). The house is a bit big for two, but it is a really pretty house and I like it much. Logic aside, I want to buy it from her. But then it would be just me in a four bedroom house, two of which are Master bedrooms. Oh, and I ain't got no money, that too.
So, she's been drafting me into various projects like ripping out walls and painting ceilings, etc. I'm exhausted. I've been tired for weeks (I never got much of a chance to recover from my vacation in Hell).
The student loans I have been living off of are almost gone. How lame. Still no job. I think I might have to suck in my pride and work at food lion. What a waste of a college education. I'm still waiting for an answer from Peacecorps and Foreign Services.
For that matter, I signed up to tutor at a local Boy's and Girl's Club chapter, but that was five weeks ago and they still haven't reviewed my application. Then two days ago, I got a call telling me that they took such a damn long time not looking at my application that they now have a new format and want me to fill out a new one from scratch! This is a friggin volunteer activity people! I understand that you need to check my background to make sure I'm not a child molester eagerly hoping to "tutor" young boys and girls, but I think they need me more than I need them. Get up off your asses and use the info I gave you to drill into my private life instead of making me give you new shit. Friggin losers. It's getting to the point that society is discouraging us from volunteering in our communities. There, that was my political rant.
Eh, long enough, I'll just boor you if I go on.
-Love Much
My mother has decided she wants to move. Logically, I guess this makes sense. The kids are all gone, except maybe the youngest, and he's on his way out (college or jail, the jury's still out, literally). The house is a bit big for two, but it is a really pretty house and I like it much. Logic aside, I want to buy it from her. But then it would be just me in a four bedroom house, two of which are Master bedrooms. Oh, and I ain't got no money, that too.
So, she's been drafting me into various projects like ripping out walls and painting ceilings, etc. I'm exhausted. I've been tired for weeks (I never got much of a chance to recover from my vacation in Hell).
The student loans I have been living off of are almost gone. How lame. Still no job. I think I might have to suck in my pride and work at food lion. What a waste of a college education. I'm still waiting for an answer from Peacecorps and Foreign Services.
For that matter, I signed up to tutor at a local Boy's and Girl's Club chapter, but that was five weeks ago and they still haven't reviewed my application. Then two days ago, I got a call telling me that they took such a damn long time not looking at my application that they now have a new format and want me to fill out a new one from scratch! This is a friggin volunteer activity people! I understand that you need to check my background to make sure I'm not a child molester eagerly hoping to "tutor" young boys and girls, but I think they need me more than I need them. Get up off your asses and use the info I gave you to drill into my private life instead of making me give you new shit. Friggin losers. It's getting to the point that society is discouraging us from volunteering in our communities. There, that was my political rant.
Eh, long enough, I'll just boor you if I go on.
-Love Much
all to smack someone with a sandwhich....
you know I think I'm gonna head over to bellacinos for lunch today...