May 20, 2004 17:19
So, I think I might've found a job. Finally. And all it took was a connection. At the beginning, I thought I could just charm my way into some restaurant, but apparently I'm not nearly as good of a catch as I thought I was. I have been humbled. But this new job....as a worker at Yat's (4th & Grant), this new cajun creole joint with really yummy entrees for only $5. So far, I have yet to see a female employee, and all the guys seem decently cute and around my age. Score. The atmosphere seems really laid back, too. The way I like it. I don't know how many hours I'm working or what I'll get paid, but I'm just so happy to be employed, because I hate looking for jobs. And I'm running out of appropriate clothes for interviews, seeing as to how I haven't done laundry since before Interfuse, which was what, over a month ago? Actually, it's probably been longer than that. And I won't even tell you about the state of my bedroom. But there are so many more interesting and entertaining things to do besides cleaning...
Such as hang out and watch TV with my friends, like I did last night. Now, usually I just have a boring time huddling around the television with people, but it was different yesterday evening. Blake, Kyle, Brandon, Dan, and I saw one of the funniest Conan's I've seen in a long time. Complete with Al Roker, that weird comedian from Half Baked who goes to jail at the beginning, and this 750-lb. sumo-wrestler. Hilarious. But most importantly, I just had a really good time talking with these boys. We were entertained simply by our conversation, which, in my opinion, is frequently more difficult for people than it should be. But yeah, it was fun, and we ended up buying a 30-pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon LIGHT, and I had four beers. I probably pissed like seven or eight times within the course of a couple hours. And then skipped both my classes today because I could NOT get out of bed.
Ah, the mundane details of my life.
I'm going home this weekend for my sister's (Megan, 14) confirmation. I adore my family, but I hate thinking about all the bullshit that my sisters and I had to go through to get confirmed. And it's not like my parents really care, they don't even go to church; the whole process was simply to appease my grandparents. Megan says she'll probably still go to church, but that she wants to experience some different ones. Which is kind of insightful of her, I suppose. However, it's hard for me because I want to tell her exactly what I think of Christianity (which is not favorable), but I know I have a lot of influence with her, and I want her to figure things out for herself. Kids are so impressionable. But hey, at least I'm going to get some free food.
I need a user pic.