Here in my car...

Since I always post about the damn mythological beast that I liked to pretend my vehicle is, here is a recent pic of the bastid.

(Yes, there is a real reason to click it.)

Just because

Faith

Faith is a funny thing. I'm not talking about the religious 'fall to my knees and ask forgiveness from a statue' sort of faith. I'm referring to the faith and expectations that we hold of our loved ones, family and friends alike. And how truly irreparable it can be. A conversation I had yesterday destroyed what I percieved about two people. One I can't stop feeling for and the other I can't imagine how I will ever fake a smile in their direction again.

Strange...

Here I am writing in my blog, and strangely enough my car is still working; I think this is the first time in about 3 months that this has happened.

Things here and crazed I guess, Turkeyday was great, a good friend let me sully a family gathering so that I did not have to spend it alone (i.e. last year) and I had an all around good time. Things have been going up in the air about what I'm doing in regards to my living situation in the next month or so. I thought I was moving with some friends, then I wasn't, then I could, then I didn't think I was, so I was going to have to live by myself, now I may not even have to move and I might have a roommate. Won't be sure of that last part until early next week, but I'll be sure to forget to update the three who care.

Work is also taking a turn for the better, I feel like I'm slacking on so much stuff, but I'm working as hard as I can, we might actually be hiring someone else soon which would make me happy, and less stressed.

At this point I'm just really looking forward to resting for another two days, and then working my ass off for a few weeks so I can go home. The positive bit is that I'm actually getting to at least three concerts this month which is great since it's been a dry spell for the last two months or so.

I think I should get back on track with this thing as I thin it's good for my mental health to vent, but there's still shit I don't feel I CAN write about here which blows, so if you want to know my cark secret you actually have to talk to me.

NP Killing Joke - Killing Joke - Complications

Why

Why is it that everytime I feel like posting my car is dead at a mechanic?

Anyone want to buy a paperweight with working moon-roof?

Blackout fun!

but not for me...

I'm sorta sad, most of LA suffered from a huge blackout this morning/afternoon (supposedly someone accidently cut a wire there), but my work was untouched.

I like my job, but am extremely lethargic this morning. It doesn't help that I have had about three people call me from work because they're 'bored and can't do anything else' so my nose is being rubbed in it the fact that I'm working and they aren't.

Bastards....

Nothing big and new here in the land of fun. Car's running great, like it always did, but now the $750 CEL is off. Whoopee!

Cars are fun!

I shouldn’t be doing this, but mentally I need to stop for a minute and do something not work. Things have been crazy here, which isn’t a bad thing, because I really do like the place a lot and the things I’ll be doing here are great, but it is crazy at times, and that can be stressful, which is something I’m learning to deal with. But this isn’t really about work.

It’s about the death of the automobile.

Or hopefully mine.

I want to kill it, many times.

It’s in the shop right now, which is the 4^th time in less than two weeks that it has gone in to the shop.

The beauty of it?

It runs fucking great. Unfortunately, the check engine light is on, and has been for the entire time I’ve had the car. Though it annoyed me that no mechanic (I’ve had it at three different VW specialists) could get the light to stay off for more than 25 miles, I never sweat it because I take good care of it and make all its scheduled maintenance. I still don’t really care about it because it runs fine. The issue? It won’t pass smog, even though it will (and has) passed the emissions part of the test it doesn’t matter, it automatically fails with the light on like that.

Anyone have any other ideas?

Oh well, I have my car. Until this smog thing is taken care, then I’ll be back to enjoying it.

Adjusting

Hello again.

Yeah, been a bit, but between my disappearing to the Midwest (where the 0.5 people who look at this no doubt saw me) and adjusting to the new work (still doing that for weeks to come) I haven't had much time, or desire, to say anything.

I'm skipping Chicago because you all know what happened there.

Side note, if you ever have a tremendous amount of free time (Dano), or at least can deal with reading one book for about two months, read The Count of Monte Cristo if your previously haven't. I have somehow missed this heaping text until recently, and upon finishing this past weekend, have deigned it one of my favorite books ever. I was quite upset when it was done, even though I had just finished approximately 1500 pages of text, I did not want it to end. READ IT.

Music, hmm, nothing big, still waiting to find a CD that supposedly already came out a few weeks back, but is being freaking evasive. Damn you Nine Black Alps. Damn also everyone else. Why? Why not.

After four days in a way too quiet office, I bought a shitty little CD player to keep me company. Life is good.

Stabbing hookers since 1776™

I find myself bored so easily lately at work. Part of that is because as the post below states, I am leaving in a few days and really have little reason left to be here other than I have nothing better to do so I might as well get paid for it. The other part, larger, part of it is because I have dedicated so much fucking time to job-hunting since OCTOBER that other habits I used to have, like writing more, have fallen by the wayside. I guess it’s only a problem at work, when I have nothing to do, or when I don’t give a fuck. I guess it’s not really an issue because I’m actually excited about my new job and I will be damn busy. At home I can always find stuff to do, even if it’s just read a book (I bought 24 of them yesterday).

Cousins can be pests. Not much to do about it I guess. Maybe I should sic a gnome on him?

Do not go see The Island if at all possible. I had no real interest in seeing it, but it was free. Even after a decent filling meal, and some wine, there was nothing whatsoever compelling/interesting/entertaining about this film at all. Big example of having not paid anything, yet still having been ripped off.

The Count of Monte Cristo is one massive freaking book.

Nick Cave freaking rules. If you don’t believe it listen to Murder Ballads (the classic) and Nocturama, his 2003 release that is just flat-out awesome. Additionally, Prefuse 73: kicks ALL of your asses. And he shows no remorse for your sore booty.

Real Countdown

20 Work hours left until I leave!

54 Total hours left until I leave!

Countdown!

Three full workdays left here!

I started a trend here, someone else gave notice less than a week after me.

I'm Über-hip!

I love being the guy who's leaving, everyone unloads on you and then I hear all sorts of ridiculous stories about what goes on. I feel bad for these people because they're trying to unload and they're in turn only making me happier I'm leaving.

Good News! (Plural)

1- I just, literally 20 minutes ago, gave two weeks notice at my crappola job.

2-Yesterday afternoon I accepted a position as the Project Manager for the national office of Variety - The Children's Charity.

Rulination!

I swear to God:

Good news tomorrow!

No, I'm fucking serious.

Look, I know I suck, deal with it anyway

Say hello to the new boss job, same as the old boss job.

Technically, I have a new job.

Technically, my Master's degree is useful.

So I don't know what my title is, but I don't care to be frank. I've now got a shittier place to sit, with less privacy, and less respect. What is a supposed to be a promotion actually puts me in a research position, which is amusing because this was a development position when I agreed (reluctantly) to it. I dislike research, strongly.

I need one of my alcoholic friends to relocate to SoCal so that I can enjoy myself more fully, with less guilt and more beer.

Rally monkey!

Angels fans suck.

We're talking about the "Los Angeles Contradictory Angels of Anaheim" that is, not those old harpies who buy calendars and statues of angels and calendars of babies dressed like angels. (Though they really do suck, they are not the subject here.)

So, since someone had an extra ticket I decide to go see the Angels V. Mariners game this past Sunday, figuring, that even though I don't really give a fuck about either team (though the Angels losing is good for the Sox) it could still be fun.

Wrong, dead fucking wrong.

The angels took the lead early, then the mariners caughts up, then the angels took the lead again, then the mariners, then the angels ALMOST took the lead with bases load and (I think) only one out. Why am I laying all this out? Because it seems like no one there knew what was going on. Not a single fan gave a flying fuck. Yes, I know they had just dropped three in a row, but please pretend to give a shit about your team. When I saw the Cubs V. Dodgers at dodgers the dodgers were losing as of the second pitch of the whole game, yet they were still energetic the whole way through. The only time the angels fans acted like they were awake was after the 7th inning when they started showing the 'rally monkey' on the big screen. Granted it was amusing, but for fuck's sake people, is the monkey better than your own team blasting a homer out of the park when your down?


Fuck Anaheim.

Definition time!

Karma (kärm) N. The total effect of a person's actions and conduct during the successive phases of the person's existence, regarded as determining the person's destiny.

My own definition of karma is slitghly different. It goes something like this:

Your name is Mary, you suck. You are part of a major group project in your Master's class. Your partners are two very nice hardworking people. You, as stated earlier, suck. You screw up the project and presentation by doing, well, nothing but sucking. You are stangely ignorant or oblivious (must be used to it in all aspects of your life by now) of your sucking.

Fast forward a year.

You, still sucking, interview for a position at the office one of your nice hardworking partners works at. You are friendly and try to be nice with him in front of the people you are interviewing with. You suck at it. You interview (presumably suckily) and leave. The people you interview with decide to turn to your old partner to see what he knows since you made it obvious you knew him. He makes it obvious to them the details of your suckitude. The next day you are officially a "negative" for the job.

Now that is karma.

nothing to report

I guess I’ll write about life a bit.

It inspires me.

To drink.

In fact, when I leave this shithole (work) I think I will go home and crack open a bottle of something that is tinted with the happiness that is alcohol.

I haven’t drank since that silly little grade school reunion almost two weeks ago now. The fact alone that I went to that shows that I’m off kilter.

Nothing interesting to report, I spend each day at work coming up with new ways to flip off every person I work with.

I see too many movies these days, I have no other life. Go see Batman Begins.

I’m listening to different stuff these days, but I don’t feel like talking about music right now. I want to drink. I need a real desk so I can hide a flask in it.

Now this is funny shit:

Looking for St. Barnabas Class of 1995 alums.

Come join us at Cork and Kerry's as we celebrate our 10 year reunion Saturday June 4, 2005, 3:00-6:00PM For more information please contact:XXXX

No seriously, the one weekend I'm going to be home this whole fucking year (minus Christmas) and there's a fucking reunion.

I hope you fucks think this is as amusing as I do and are up for going and making asses out of someone (us, other people, each other).

...and down came the beanstalk

Things other than rocking freaking music at Coachella:

I did not get the job. I am pissed. Sorta. Now I'm just sure that I don't want to stay at USC, between this (it has handled quite poorly, insultingly actually) and my best friend here accepting another job this week.

No knee surgery, just physical therapy. Still going to need surgery eventually, but years down the road instead of months (as I thought). Once I get into therapy I'll know more, but most likely I'm not going to be able to go back to soccer. I have a problem with softening of the cartilage in my knees and it's not reversible and as I understand it soccer would only speed up the problem there.

I would also bitch about not having a social life and staying in on average 7 days a week (with Coachella the glaring exception to the last month or so). But thats a good thing. I can't afford to go anywhere.

Yes I jobhunt lots and not much else.

Kill me?

Coachella Overload Pt. 2

Last of the music details, might throw up another post actually talking about the rest of the weekend (and other things going on in my life), but for now this is truly the more important stuff to me.

Goodbye Radar –Watched from afar. It seems whomever opens the fest is destined to be ‘meh.’

Midlake – I know I saw them, but can’t even think of anything to say about them. I guess they’re the epitome of ‘meh.’

Shout Out Louds – Fun act, very early Cure-ish vocals, not original or interesting, but entertaining.

Gram Rabbit – A gimmick group. They passed out a few hundred rabbit ears before their set, all came out dressed in stark white clothing and played hard rock with a bit of an electronic/industrial influence. Not too impressed, might be better on CD.

Sloan – Pretty cool act that I’ve heard of but never heard. Really enjoyed these guys and wish I the chance to watch more of their set. Might check them out further.

Donovan Frankenreiter – Interesting group, very bluesy-rock with a bit of jammin’ thrown in. Definitely unique to the festival in that sense.

Autolux – I have heard so much hype about this band, and it’s supposed to be really great stuff. The first two songs were flat out boring. The next two were great. Then they went boring again and we left.

Jem – British pop-rock female singer, has a really strong voice and was musically quite talented. Not my normally cup of tea, but was perfect for laying down in the sun midday.

Kasabian – More Brit rock! They were actually really quite good, I have the album and it worked really well live. Again, not groundbreaking, but damn entertaining.

The Fiery Furnaces – Really good live, not as good as I had been led to believe, but I imagine they probably suffered from the outdoor stage as its probably new to them. Musically great, but not that active onstage.

The Futureheads – Fun band, vaguely makes me think of Clash-ish rock with synthesizers

Tegan and Sara – Interesting pair, these something about Canadians with odd voices (Rush) that catch the attention. I liked them better live than what I heard of their CD, so maybe they get a second chance.

Gang of Four – I love it when old farts rock. These guys just came out of retirement recently and they were great, very entertaining, very talented and could still move around with out a problem.

The Arcade Fire – Probably the most hyped band of the last 6 months or so. That doesn’t make them bad, but it does make them somewhat annoying as I get tired of hearing it. That said the album is still good and they were really entertaining live, great sound and energy. The guys climbing the support and beating on it with drum sticks was great fun even if I couldn’t actually hear it.

New Order – For the second year in a row Sunday at Coachella has an 80’s band. Last year was the ultimately boring and uninspired Cure. This year New Order was actually great, very entertaining and solid set. The highlighted a lot from the new album which was all quite good and also played a number of Joy Division songs, which is a rarity for them. (Note: three of the four members of New Order were also three of the four members of Joy Division).

Nine Inch Nails – Very solid set list, played a decent variety of older tunes as well as a few more recent tunes. The highlight was probably ‘Burn’ as it’s a song that is often in demand, but not usually played. The low points were twofold; one, the set was too short; two, the bassist/backing vocalist can’t keep his voice from cracking to save his life.

The Faint – I just saw these guys a few months ago, but figured I would check out the set anyway. As before, really entertaining set, great video/visuals with lots of energy. Highly recommended.

Prodigy – I knew going in that Prodigy would be a complete shit or total awesome band. I just didn’t see them being anywhere in between. That said: dear god. I can’t describe how simply amazingly mind-blowing that set was, but I’m going to try anyway. Start with a tent about 30 yards wide and 50-60 yards long (maybe more) fill it to the brim with people. Then pack more in. Then put another 10 yards of people surrounding the tent trying to get in. Now imagine the sides of the tents rolled up so that until the tent is 25 feet off the ground there is no tent with exception of the support beams every 20 feet or so. Winds are going about 20 miles an hour, and the screens the size of Hummers that are hanging from the ceiling and flapping around like flags in the wind. Onstage you have a live drummer going at it every song, a live guitarist for select tracks, and Liam up on risers running around between 6 or more different racks of instruments. Then throw in the two maniacs running around stage climbing shit and dancing and screaming and singing and pumping up the crowd. Keep this going for an hour or so, with a decent light show going, and a very aggressive, perfect quality sound. At the end drop a disco ball the size of a Volvo in the middle of a song I don’t know, but half the crowd does and all of a sudden this huge almost violently aggressive dance party because this giant disco sing-a-long. Needless to say, this was the best, and my favorite performance of the weekend.

Bright Eyes – Just stopped for a bit, wasn’t that interested, saw them last year and didn’t care then. Didn’t care now.

Black Star – Only caught about one full song from these guys as we were walking away. As we were leaving though we heard Mos Def between songs responding to someone offstage, ‘No, fuck that, FUCK THAT. One more song, let us live free and die happy!” and then started into what we thought was the last song. Had we known that they weren’t going to finish until 15 minutes later and only end then because Mos Def had to be physically removed from stage, we probably would’ve stayed a bit longer. But given that that is the only regret from the weekend, I think we did pretty good.

Coachella Overload Pt. 1

I started writing a real review/article piece (because I enjoy it) and then realized that it would either have to be ten pages long or skip over lots of bands. I prefer to touch on it all so I listed all the bands I saw on Saturday (however briefly or extensively) and just made some comments on them, some of them are too short, but oh well.

I hope to write about Sunday tomorrow or the day after.

The Sexy Magazines - unfortunately for them ‘meh’ is the best thing that comes to mind.

Boom-Bip - were interesting, sorta mellow, atmospheric rock

Gratitude - harmless, mindless pop-rock. Not my thing.

Nick Armstrong & The Thieves – The first totally impressive fun band of the day, they played 50’s style rock, but not 90’s with a taste of the 50’s, this was straight classic oldies rock. It ruled.

Buck 65 – I think I liked this guy, he was a sorta rapper/singer with completely out there lyrics, half of it sucked, half was great.

K-Os – Awesome Canadian (two words that rarely work together) hip-hop, had some very unique beats and a great feel.

Ravonettes – Meh.

Jamie Cullum – He, uh, did a nice Radiohead cover?

M83 – Yes. French bands rock Coachella two years in a row, awesomely entertaining synth-driven indie (I hate that word) rock.

Snow Patrol – Not a bad band, not a great band either, pretty good live though.

The Kills – Really liked what I could catch, just good rock, need to find more.

Razorlight – It was nice to sit on the grass for a bit.

Stereophonics – Nice brit rock, good live, but not earth shattering.

UNKLE – I was disappointed because it wasn’t really UNKLE, it was a James Lavelle (1/2 of UNKLE) DJ set. He’s not a bad DJ, actually he’s pretty damn good. But it sure as fuck wasn’t UNKLE.

MF Doom – Largish black man rapping in a Dr. Doom mask? Funny. Decently amusing lyrics too.

Swayzak – Really only walked by these guys for about 5 minutes, but I put them up here because what I heard was outstanding electronic stuff, maybe like a poppier Squarepusher?

Weezer – Still not really impressed with these guys live. Most the band is energetic but Rivers (singer) just stands there morosely the whole time. The new tracks sound promising.

Secret Machines – These guys had an amazing sound, especially for a 3 piece band; fairly straightforward rock with a hint of poppy progressiveness.

Sage Francis – Great angsty, semi-political white-boy hip-hop. Need to get some.

Bauhaus – Watched/listened from afar. Not terribly impressed.

Bloc Party – The current hot hip indie band. Not really bad, but a band I’m beginning to dislike simply because I hear way too god-damn much about them, they are good, and the more I hear, the more I like, but for fucks sake they aren’t the beginning of a new world order. And neither is Arcade Fire (more on that tomorrow).

Chemical Brothers – Pretty solid set for the most part, it was basically a DJ set of their own material, which, since they can’t generally perform the songs live due to the nature of their genre, was about the best I could hope for. It was fairly happy.

Fantomas – Mike Patton strikes again. Experimental noise metal that’s basically all improvised live. Fairly intense set that I would love to catch again when I could see all of it. And, as always, Patton likes to make friends, when one of his other bands, Tomahawk, opened for Tool in Chicago the United Center he made a large show out of insulting Michael Jordan until they turned off the spotlight on his jersey. This time around his friendliness was basically, “Hey Coachella, I don’t know about you, but I’d rather be over there (gesturing toward the stage where Coldplay was starting) butt-fucking Gweneth Paltrow in the ass.” He’s a charmer.

Coldplay – Only watched the last chunk of their set, but it was pretty good, nothing earth shattering but entertaining and enjoyable, I don't feel I missed much by only seeing them 25 minutes as opposed to 75 minutes.

Coming soon!

Hopefully throw up the post-Coachella post tomorrow.

Maybe break it up by days, maybe not.

That is all.

Lost and Adrift

I have just been informed that I have a readership.

At that they are lost and adrift.

Man I would make a shitty captain of a schooner.

Anyways Dan will know most of what I'm going to type as we conversed today, but not all!! So carry on dear reader...

Yeah, I would write at work, but I'm usually too busy, or trying not to snap from nervous tension. Things have been batshit there, and will continue through at least this week. Last week (on top of everything else) we had a big charity golf tournament which ate up 12 hours last monday (which also led to me getting into my first accident). Then this thursday we have some huge black tie dinner. And I've been trying to land another (permanent) job while keeping up with my current one.

So I rear ended someone, and it sucked, and its costing me about $350 (meeting him tomorrow) which sucks. It especially sucks because the main reason I hit him was because my knees have been really bad lately and locked for a split second. It doesn't help that he slammed on his brakes because of a fucking road flare, but I digress.

So yeah, my knees suck, I will find out for sure this week (I hope) whether or not I will need surgery on both knees like the Doc thinks. We'll have to see what the wonderful MRI says.

Had job interviews, for a promotion, permanent job at USC. I'm not optimistic because (I never am) I was supposed to hear last week (so they said) and nothing's coming out. Not a good sign.

This is probably why I don't update more often, it's often just a laundry list of things that are wrong. I still don't know many people out here, and I need to make more friends, but I can't afford to go out much.

The positive stuff

It's all music related (surprise!)

In a four day span I saw the Dave Brubek Quartet (holy shit amazing one of the best musical performances in my life, no fucking joke), Soilwork and a bunch of other crazy swedes (great melodic death metal!), a day off, then Queens of the Stone Age (great, variety and support, even brought Billy Gibbons of ZZ Top out for a few songs in the encore.)

Next weekend is Coachella, and it will fucking rule.

Yup, thats everything.

Hopefully I'll have a real job soon as the lady I'm replacing returns next week.

Racial profiling

Before I bother with other posts I'll throw up a sort lost I referred to before (almost a month ago, yeesh) regarding my encounter with racial profiling.

The weekend before St. Patrick's day (just to REALLY date this entry) I was at Ralphs (i.e. Jewel or Dominicks equivalent) to pick up some food. While staring at the frozen dinners trying to decide what delicacy to treat myself to that night I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around to see a black guy, a few years older than me, there who says, "Can I ask you something?" My first reaction is to notiy him that I don't work there, but I realized my worn jeans and Iggy Pop t-shirt probably tell him that already, "Sure, what's up?" "How do you cook one of these?" he asks, and holds up a thing of corned beef.

This is funny for many reasons, one of them being that his thumb is sitting on the words (in large bold print) "COOKING INSTRUCTIONS" and also because it is racial profiling. Now, I'm not taking offense at this or anything, I found it fucking hilarious, but it is, by definition, racial profiling. I'm a minority in my neighborhood (was the only white guy in the store) so it really fits.

I love the irony.

Why I like Santa Monica

Just a bunch of randomness....

The Santa Monica Promenade is one of my favorite places in town. Not because of it's silly levels of stupid consumerism, or its million billion plastic filled people who I will never talk to, no, it rules for the random bits of conversation I always seem to overhear there. I will provide little bits of the last three times I was there to show the consistent amusement this place brings.

*Steve and I were grabbing a bite at CPK and getting ready to leave, when the conversation in the both behind us starts to heat up and all of a sudden there's over-the-hill woman yelling "If you don't love me anymore just say it." It's cliche, but still so funny in person.

*I was waiting for some friends in front of one of the many movie theatres out there and as I'm waiting there I'm passed by a young (20's/30's) white couple. Right in front of me the woman is nearly shouting at the guy, "Now will you stop making fun of retards?!" Funny yes, but I feel that I missed something far more funny.

*"Will you stop being such a fucking child and shut up." While the content isn't as funny as the others, the context made up for it. Everyone knows hipsters, especially in LA hipsters are everywhere, hipsters are too cool to ever really get into anything, they're always too laid back, so seeing two hipsters screaming at each other outside Barnes & Nobles is just fucking fun.

That's it for Santa Monica, but I feel like typing more, I really should space these out more, but oh well...

Nah fuck it, I'll put my racial profiling story up some other time.

Time changes

Been working over a week now (barely) and already it feels like I have little to no free time.

Not necessarily bad, but its just fucking with my head. I went from spending most of last year working non-stop on either research, classes or my old job that I stayed in for weekends on end. Then when I came back in January I had nothing to do, I read over twenty books in my time off, watched plenty of movies, and did my damnedest to catch up on the missed sleep from the last few years. Now I'm out the door around 7:30 and back after 6 (not bad I know) and it seems like there's always things I'm not doing because of time.

I'm not complaining, I'm happy to be employed even if it is only a 6-month fix. Just odd.

Job's cool, nice people, learning more about the field, getting my first free lunch tomorrow.

RIP

Always a shame....

Whee!

I start work Tuesday.

It's only 6 months of work, but I'm hoping it'll lead into a more permanent position later on, as I know there are some opening up/starting new in the coming months.

But, it pays the bills, gives me health insurance, and allows me to breath a bit (and of course spend money on things other than ramen again!)

Now that I have a job I must balance things out and decide what concerts I can afford to go to.

Aside from Coachella and QOTSA, those are given (and already bought).

Werd.

Free Time

Q. So, Brian, how much free time do you actually have lately?

A. Well, I was bored last night and decided I needed a database of all my CD's and it's done already.

Yeah, THAT much free time.

Good(I guess) news, it seems I ahve a good chance at getting a 6 month position at USC.
Good = Pay, benefits.
Bad = Not great pay, definitely ending at 6 months when I do it all over again.

It's a start (if I get it).

Good (I'm sure) news, definitely going to Coachella.

(twiddles thumbs)

Yeah, not too much going on here.

Had another job interview yesterday, I think it went really well and all, but then again I had two really good interviews a few weeks ago and that went nowhere, so good job interviews mean dick.

If it wasn't for the boredom or lack of money I could really dig this unemployed thing. After 5 1/2 years of school and always working, sometimes part-time, sometimes full-times, sometimes more, I really needed time off.

Of course I wish it was less stressed time off, or time-off in a different country like I wanted to do, but it's something so I'll take it for what it's worth. Frankly I'm still catching up on sleep anyway so I don't give a shit either way.

Bad part about it is if I don't get a good lead soon it's going to be time to start hunting down a part-time, or hourly job. Anything, it doesn't matter, but the cash flow won't last forever, speaking of which, time to check the bank account.

Not so good.

Anyone need someone bumped off?

Life as an unemployed bum

10:30am : 11am - Wake up

11am - Check e-mail for resume responses

11:01am : 12pm - Brush teeth, wash face

12pm : 12:15pm - Eat something (english muffin, soup, or hot pocket)

12:30pm - Check e-mail for resume responses

12:31pm : 2pm - Check job sites for new postings

2:01pm - Check e-mail for resume responses

2pm : 3pm - Browse forums and online comics pretending that since I'm still online it's helping my job search

3:01pm - Check e-mail for resume responses

3:02pm : 3:30pm - Shower, shave, stare at wall

3pm : 4pm - Browse forums and online comics pretending that since I'm still online it's helping my job search

4pm - Check e-mail for resume responses

4:01pm : 5:15pm Jobhunt more even though there really are only about 5 sites that list pertinent jobs for me

5:15 - Check e-mail for resume responses

5:16pm Get pissed at world for not giving me a job

5:17pm : 5:30pm - Have a snack

5:30pm : 7:30pm - Watch a movie/Play PS2 (break at 6:30pm to check e-mail for resume responses)

7:30pm : 8pm - Eat dinner (Hot pocket, ramen, or TV dinner)

8pm - Check e-mail for resume responses

8:01pm : 9:30pm - Think of creative ways to tell people they're ugly

9:30 - Check e-mail for resume responses, finally realize that everyone left work long ago

9:31pm : 12am - Read a book/watch a movie/play PS2/watch roommate play PS2

12am - Think about going to sleep to get up early tomorrow

12:01am : 2am - Read a book/watch a movie/play PS2/watch roommate play PS2

If weekend remove any references to job hunting and replace with "Read a book/watch a movie/play PS2/watch roommate play PS2"