Well, I've been applying to jobs in Berkeley and San Francisco for the past few days. No bites yet. I'm also sending my resume to places on Craigslist. I have about $100 left to my name, so I really hope I get a job soon. Poverty sucks.
In other news, I met a really cool architecture student yesterday, and we had lunch then walked around Berkeley. I'm pretty sure she's into me, and we agreed to have dinner later this week. I had to rush, though, so I gave her my card. I forgot to get her number.
I just hope she calls.
Also, sorry WindUpBird. Hopefully you'll meet an even more awesome girl, yeah?
Well, I've been applying to jobs in Berkeley and San Francisco for the past few days. No bites yet. I'm also sending my resume to places on Craigslist. I have about $100 left to my name, so I really hope I get a job soon. Poverty sucks.
In other news, I met a really cool architecture student yesterday, and we had lunch then walked around Berkeley. I'm pretty sure she's into me, and we agreed to have dinner later this week. I had to rush, though, so I gave her my card. I forgot to get her number.
I just hope she calls.
Also, sorry WindUpBird. Hopefully you'll meet an even more awesome girl, yeah?
You have $100 to your name but you're going on a date? Where are your priorities?
Well, I've been applying to jobs in Berkeley and San Francisco for the past few days. No bites yet. I'm also sending my resume to places on Craigslist. I have about $100 left to my name, so I really hope I get a job soon. Poverty sucks.
Have you given your resume to any placement agencies or temp agencies? They may not get you a dream job, but it will be something while you apply for a better gig. Also, it takes weeks, not days to get anything decent on a job search usually. You need to find just any old job to get you through it. Seriously.
My boss wouldn't let me out early so I can have an early start on my mini-vacation for Las Vegas. Instead she assigns me with researching an Inpatient encounter in which I have to create over 50 bills. I have no motivation to work anymore. All I can think about is going to warm weather.
Well, I've been applying to places for the past few months, and I'm following up now that I'm on the west coast. I'm also sending my resume to temp agencies, though nothing has come of that yet.
If the girl calls/emails me, we'd go somewhere not-too-expensive. Hopefully by the time she does get back to me I'll have at least a trifling sum of money.
And yes, my priorities aren't in the best place. But there are a lot of things you can do with someone that don't cost a lot. Like exploring the city! (Something she really enjoys doing)
Well, I've been applying to places for the past few months, and I'm following up now that I'm on the west coast. I'm also sending my resume to temp agencies, though nothing has come of that yet.
If the girl calls/emails me, we'd go somewhere not-too-expensive. Hopefully by the time she does get back to me I'll have at least a trifling sum of money.
And yes, my priorities aren't in the best place. But there are a lot of things you can do with someone that don't cost a lot. Like exploring the city! (Something she really enjoys doing)
You're in Rochacha, right? Explore the subway. It's pretty cool. Just beware of bums.
Eh? I'm not in Rochacha anymore. There are no goram jobs in Rochacha. I'm in San Francisco currently, hoping to move to Berkeley whenever I have the funds.
I attended a part of the Melbourne Food and Wine Festival. Fails - It started raining and I realised my cheap ass umbrella was broken. I was running rate, thought I might save time by driving into the city rather than taking the train - it took me almost an hour longer! Parking was crazy hard to find. I made my friend wait an hour. I arrived completely drenched. I spent money on Churros for the first time at the train station, really, really expensive for what I got. I left my laundry "drying" on the line during the rain. I was spoiled as a child by having two 5 star chefs as parents, I thought all the food, although gourmet, was pretty standard. I didn't end up wine tasting!
I just got home from Hobby Lobby with my fancy-pants tool kit that was pretty expensive, even at 40% off (regular price is $139.99, $83.99 with the discount). I opened the box, excited to look over my new toys.
The lid of the tool caddy is cracked. Not just a hairline, barely noticable, I-bought-it-on-sale-and-should-probably-let-it-go cracked. A corner is missing, and there's a big split near the latch.
I lack the time and the energy to go exchange it today (I work nights, so I'm just getting home and am pretty tired), so it means an extra 30 minutes in the car on Monday.
Bonus fail: I tried raspberries again for the first time in several years, and discovered that, though I like the taste, I still can't stand the texture.
Today, this really attractive woman that I've known for years told me that when I can have sex with her standing up, she'll have sex with me. I'm confined to a wheelchair. FML
Today, this really attractive woman that I've known for years told me that when I can have sex with her standing up, she'll have sex with me. I'm confined to a wheelchair. FML
I still think the "BE MY BABY'S DADDY" one beats that.
I like the one where the kid has a erection in class and the teacher comes up and grabs it thinking its his phone.
I'm not buying a lot of these.
Oh yeah, I doubt some of them are real, but who cares? Funny stories are funny stories.
Damn....
Today, this really attractive woman that I've known for years told me that when I can have sex with her standing up, she'll have sex with me. I'm confined to a wheelchair. FML
I still think the "BE MY BABY'S DADDY" one beats that.
Oh yeah, I doubt some of them are real, but who cares? Funny stories are funny stories.
I agree, but a lot of funny stories are really only funny if it really happened, or if you can at least believe that it really happened. Some things could be the hackiest joke in some lame comedy movie that you'd never willingly watch, but would still be hilarious if it really happened.
Anyway, one of my favorites, which I do believe, or is at least very plausible:
Today, my mom walked in on me masturbating. I minimized the porn on my laptop so she wouldn't see I was watching it. It turns out I was watching an old Beatles concert before I started masturbating. My mom thought I was masturbating to the Beatles. FML
Reading FML makes me realize how schadenfreude my sense of humor really is.
Today, a man in my town was arrested for hiding methanphetamine in a hollowed out walking cane and distributing it to the population of his retirement complex. That man was my 58 year old father. FML
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In other news, I met a really cool architecture student yesterday, and we had lunch then walked around Berkeley. I'm pretty sure she's into me, and we agreed to have dinner later this week. I had to rush, though, so I gave her my card. I forgot to get her number.
I just hope she calls.
Also, sorry WindUpBird. Hopefully you'll meet an even more awesome girl, yeah?
And to commemorate this useful fact:
If the girl calls/emails me, we'd go somewhere not-too-expensive. Hopefully by the time she does get back to me I'll have at least a trifling sum of money.
And yes, my priorities aren't in the best place. But there are a lot of things you can do with someone that don't cost a lot. Like exploring the city! (Something she really enjoys doing)
Fails -
It started raining and I realised my cheap ass umbrella was broken.
I was running rate, thought I might save time by driving into the city rather than taking the train - it took me almost an hour longer! Parking was crazy hard to find.
I made my friend wait an hour.
I arrived completely drenched.
I spent money on Churros for the first time at the train station, really, really expensive for what I got.
I left my laundry "drying" on the line during the rain.
I was spoiled as a child by having two 5 star chefs as parents, I thought all the food, although gourmet, was pretty standard.
I didn't end up wine tasting!
The lid of the tool caddy is cracked. Not just a hairline, barely noticable, I-bought-it-on-sale-and-should-probably-let-it-go cracked. A corner is missing, and there's a big split near the latch.
I lack the time and the energy to go exchange it today (I work nights, so I'm just getting home and am pretty tired), so it means an extra 30 minutes in the car on Monday.
Bonus fail: I tried raspberries again for the first time in several years, and discovered that, though I like the taste, I still can't stand the texture.
Everyone's life seems awesome relative to that.
Anyway, one of my favorites, which I do believe, or is at least very plausible:
Brain decline begins at 27
Still have until 37 till memory starts to deteriorate.