When you're a skeleton in a glass cage in a church you don't have to worry about paying power bills or having enough gas in your car or feeling guilty for turning your air conditioner below 80.
School ended about three weeks ago. I managed to survive the semester and made better grades than I probably deserved. I am glad the semester's over...I was ready for a break.
In the time I've been out of school, I've visited Birmingham a couple of times. During my various trips I got to: see Abby and Aiden on Mother's Day, visit Whole Foods, hang out with Ickna and Eric several times, go dancing in a bar where I am not afraid of being raped in the bathrooms, see Kat for the first time in 6 months,
and see buildings higher than 5 stories, among several other awesome, sweet-Jesus-I'm-actually-out-of-Tuscaloosa things. I also took a trip to the beach on Memorial Day with Kat and Ickna; Ickna was shooting a wedding on the beach, and I got to make sure the wind didn't blow the flash all about. It was fun.
As for my time spent in Tuscaloosa, I have been reading pessimistically dystopic books:
I've been going to the rec pool to float in the lazy river, but now I am not allowed since I am not enrolled in summer school. I don't have a job and am fast approaching broke; I have applied several places but either been turned down or heard nothing back. I'm getting kind of desperate...Eh well. Most of my friends keep leaving town, have jobs, or are in school, so days are passing slowly...I try to spice things up by having small adventures, such magical adventures as opening a coconut,
trying to find the new Comcast office so I can have my cable turned back on,
stealing internet at one of the coffee shops that didn't hire me,
and I have other wonderful things planned, like weaving a basket:
God, I need to find a job just so I don't go absolutely fucking nuts...Too bad I am patently unemployable in Tuscaloosa's job market. I mean, I am half-way to a MA so over-qualified for most of what's available. I looked in the classifieds and am ruled out because I have neither my CDL nor my nursing degree. For whatever reason, dreadlocks make me unacceptable for office environments. Not to mention I am only looking for a job until I go back to school/teaching in August. No one's likely to want to hire and train me for such a short time...And I am going broke and crazy by inches.
God, I hate this town. Have I mentioned that before? I want out.
Any way, to dwell on more positive things...My roommate is now engaged to one of the most awesome people on the face of the planet, the lovely and wonderful Lauren O. I am excited! And Jerry Falwell died, which is almost too good to be true (despite the fact that the fat sack of hateful crap died,
people still worry about Tinky Winky being gay). Umm...Yeah, that's exhausted the good news...
I've become addicted to GoogleReader. It compiles all of this interesting information for me to read...And puts most of my webcomics in one easy-to-use spot...It's exciting, and flashy, and opening up so many worlds to me! I can see so many awesome things, like this book,
LaTawnya, the Naughty Horse, Learns to Say "No" to Drugs. GoogleReader is sort of like LJ before the suck set in. This place ehn't really worth coming back to much any more.
Look at the changing lady-faces!
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Now for news stories that have captured my attention:
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Oprah proves she really is an enormous bitch. So your dad wants to write a book about you and you didn't know about it. Tough shit. He's still working at a barber shop in Memphis and you have 8 kajillion dollars. You are an enormous bitch.
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In Alabama, apparently, belonging to any group but a church can get you branded a terrorist. I hate my state, I hate my state, I hate my state.
--I'm going to go to Brazil, I've decided. All the Brazilian porn I see on FleshBot is pretty much awesome, Portuguese sounds like silly babbly music to me, and despite the fact that Brazil isn't really a first-world nation, they still suck so much less than America does. The government is
donating an AIDS-medicine factory to Mozambique and even
subsidizing birth control. Add that to the fact they've used efficient, environmentally friendly ethanol produced from sugar cane to reduce pollution and dependence on Middle Eastern Oil. I have decided that I love Brazil.
All I really want to do this summer is re-read Harry Potter.
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