This is my new dog Miley! My mom bought her for me after years of begging.


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Just got a job. Pay is decent. Hours suck. But I need money and my mother knew somebody hiring. All I can think about is all the money I paid to get a degree which isn't helping me at all. Maybe I should just go back to school. Get my Masters. Get a real job. Something 9-5 with a decent salary.

Still no luck with the job search. This is getting pathetic.

Alas, I may be forced into grad school after all.

This procrastination thing is getting out of hand.  Presentation tomorrow at noon and I've barely started.  Third day this week I'm getting up early to get shit done. I only have one week left. You'd think I'd want to do more than phone it in. *sigh*

How can I write a paper on a poem that celebrates a woman being old and single when I'm absolutely terrified that that could be me someday?

I should be working on my feminism and the 60s paper since I have a draft due in 2 hours.  Instead, I'm goofing around on livejournal. Thank God I'm almost done with college.  >>>>> 1 Month, 1 Day until GRADUATION!

So I finally created a live journal account so I can work on drabble writing and bitch about Stephenie Meyer.  We'll see if anything else develops.

Lana