My Twenty-Something Quasi-Soap

So the good news is that this blog comes to all of you from my brand new apartment. My apartment, also known as Casa de Crap, still has some work to be done on it. Hence the name Casa de Crap. But it's really not all that bad. I just love to exaggerate. The bad news is that I'm essentially in the same place that I was at a year ago: quickly burning out at MoMIS and struggling to not freak out in the manner that I did at the Cheesecake Factory last year. The good thing is that I know that I have a psychologically legit condition. But the only way for me to get any better at this point is to find a new job. I'm working on it. Time to put my laundromat-fresh clothes away, eat some dinner, and enjoy some popcorn and Mike's Cranberry lemonade with a few DVD's. Sad, but true. This is what corporate burnouts do on Friday nights.

So I'm officially back on the job market. Started looking at postings and stuff today. Ready to get the hell out of MoMIS....that place feels more like high school every day. I've been thinking a lot about becoming a teacher. But then I'm not so sure. I wish I could have my AD job with Shoestring as a full time job with benefits. Then I'd be the happiest person in the world. But alas, 'tis not to be so. Still blogging from the cafe....cable guy's coming on Tuesday to get the phone/cable/internet hooked up. Yay. The hardest part for me at this point is to try to stay happy. When I go to work at a job I hate for 10 hours a day, it's hard to be happy about anything. Except when I leave on Wednesday nights and know that I don't have to be back there for 3 whole days. Once again, this growing up crap is never easy. Especially when I realize that I really haven't accomplished much since graduating except moving out. Even the big things don't seem as bi

Ok, that was a stupid title. Here I am, in the internet cafe around the corner from my new apartment. Ah, that's such a lovely thing to say that I must say it again. My new apartment. Tee hee hee hee hee hee!!!!! After getting everything moved in, well, things are still kinda crazy. Half of our outlets, including the dishwasher, don't work. And we don't have blinds on the windows. And we only have 2 air conditioners. But I love my new digs. Select readers will be recieving change of address cards...eventually. Right now we're busy getting used to our new town and new commutes and such. I no longer have my evil soap opera star hairdo. I got all my hair hacked off on Friday. I think I look like a recovering chemo patient, but everyone says it looks really good. So I must be exaggerating. I'm not bald. I just have to keep telling myself that. I am not bald. Hmm...what else is new? Not much and everything at the same time. The company I work for was just bought out in a

Once again, every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. Later today I'll be moving out. It doesn't seem real. But with all the drama that I've been through over the past month, nothing seems real anymore. I went to the bar tonight with some of my co-workers. It was pretty cool. Blogging will be suspended yet again due to no internet access when I get to the new place. But no worries, dear readers, I'll have my cable modem access back up and running in a few weeks and I'll have all sorts of stories to tell about my new independent life. I listened to "Independent Women" by Destiny's Child with a whole new sense of awareness today. But for now, I will finish the book I've been reading and sleep for one last night in the place I called home for the past 6 years. It's a strange feeling. Wish me luck everyone! This day has been a long time coming, and for once I'll need all the good wishes/thoughts/prayers that anyone can send