I'm really amused by the Valentine's Day-directed commercials that say things to the effect of, "Make her day so she'll make your night." Do these men really have to work that hard to get laid? A hooker would probably be cheaper than the inflated prices of a dozen roses and a box of chocolates on Valentine's Day. I'll be spending Valentine's Day without Darren. Less pressure that way, you know.
I just sent out twenty job applications. I counted. TWENTY. It was a long morning and now all I want to do is assume the fetal position and cry because that's twenty more jobs I won't get. I'm not actually that bothered by it. I'm sending out applications so it LOOKS like I want a job, but I'm enjoying mooching off those who are close to me. (There's nothing like using loved ones.)
Tomorrow I go home, though I'm not sure how long I'll be there. I've had so damn much fun living with Darren the past month. Something tells me I'll be back before long, so leaving shouldn't be as devestating as it could otherwise be.
That's all. Move along. Nothing to see here.
2 Comments:
I wish I could join you in non-school, unemployment bliss,(not that my job is so hard). I just want to be done with this class business, it is so irritating how it gets in the way of life I want to be living, eg. ging lazy, watching reality t.v., talking w/ friends, snuggling w/ boyfriend, you know what i mean. If the job search doesn't pan out I might be willing to hire you part time to write a few papers for me...think about it.
Kelly
8:54 AM
20 job applications?! Wow, that gives me (and the rest of the graduating class of 2005) a lot to look forward to. Yeehaw.
Those Valentine's Day commercials are another thing. I like how they all assume that it's the MAN buying presents for the WO-MAN. Never mind the sexism implied there, who says the WO-MAN even wants a dozen wilting roses or a box of chocolates or even some tacky jewelry? Maybe all she wants is to get laid on V-Day.
Hey, by the way, thanks for the belated birthday wish... I mean... the attempt to stretch out my birthday fun. For your information, it was really just a mediocre birthday. Probably would have been better if you were here. HINT HINT. Haha, I keed, I keed.
Furthermore, you watched Debbie Does Dallas? Did you, like, go to Blockbuster and rent that baby? Or, don't tell me, does Darren actually own it?
11:14 AM
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