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okay. so, the good news is, i think i finally have a job, and it pays more than minimum wage. the bad news is, it's at a gas station. the awful news is, i'm actually ridiculously stoked about having a job, any job. anything that gives me an excuse to leave my house is sounding pretty great right now.
seriously, this is how i've been occupying my time since i got home:
- sleeping, often in excess of ten hours a night
- going to the gym
- cooking (i don't know if i was lobotomized in my sleep or what, but suddenly i've started spending hours in the kitchen. THIS IS ALARMING.)
- hanging out with my parents
at this point, becoming a gas station attendant can only be an improvement. having something to hate will give me purpose, and with a steady income i'll feel less guilty about spending money (i can finally spend my last two hoarded pomona paychecks on better speakers and other self-indulgent things!).
although, this elaborate attempt at justification aside, it would be a wonderful thing if one of the many, many other jobs i applied to calls me back before i sign my soul away to exxon mobil. ugh.
seriously, this is how i've been occupying my time since i got home:
- sleeping, often in excess of ten hours a night
- going to the gym
- cooking (i don't know if i was lobotomized in my sleep or what, but suddenly i've started spending hours in the kitchen. THIS IS ALARMING.)
- hanging out with my parents
at this point, becoming a gas station attendant can only be an improvement. having something to hate will give me purpose, and with a steady income i'll feel less guilty about spending money (i can finally spend my last two hoarded pomona paychecks on better speakers and other self-indulgent things!).
although, this elaborate attempt at justification aside, it would be a wonderful thing if one of the many, many other jobs i applied to calls me back before i sign my soul away to exxon mobil. ugh.