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Sep 18, 2006 21:08

Gas is $2.06. I don't even mind paying for it anymore. $30 fills my enormous tank, and that makes me happy.  However, If anyone has a Volkswagon Beetle I could get my hands on, please let me know.

About a week ago, I posted my resume on Monster.com and I've been contacted non-stop since then. The funniest part? Everything on the resume is completely true. Apparently, I'm qualified for a real job. I haven't returned any phone calls or e-mails...partially because I'm scared. Partially because none of the jobs sound like something I'd really enjoy. Partially because I'm not ready to work during the week again until Cedar Point is over. It's been really nice to chill out a few days a week. Plus, I feel like if I go in for an interview, they're going to be like "Geez. How old are you? You're not ready for this job." I don't feel old enough to be sitting in my own office somewhere, with my own extension number, benefits and a salary. I wonder if there are any other recent college graduates that are as apprehensive as me about this "real job" thing.

I miss my college friends. Lots.

Chris Bell and I are watching Jurassic Park. So  ahead of its time. We're marveling.

Hey, our apartment is ready for visitors.  GET HERE!!!
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