oh flub.

I feel worthless and I hate it. I’ve tried getting a job to many places but I don’t know what’s keeping them from even calling me back. I’m planning on applying to work at Dallas & co., a costume and party store. And if that’s not weird enough I’ll also apply to be a receptionist for corporate Jimmy Johns. And if that’s not stupid enough then I’ll apply to work at Ducky’s bridal shop. I need something- ANYTHING. Ugh.

Other than being a reject of the corporate and sales world, I’m doing alright. I went to the library yesterday and got 4 whole books. One on the Marx brothers, ya know Groucho, Harpo and such. I got it because the other day I saw most of the movie “A Night at the Opera” and it made me curious. Who are these men? What were they like off the stage and screen? Were they nice guys? Vaudeville is an interesting time to me. Other books are just fiction that look interesting. I’ll let you know once I read them what they were and how much I hated/loved them.

I can’t even really think of other things to mention, because my head is so swamped with job stuff. So aggravating.

Also aggravating is the problems with my apartment. All the work they’ve put into the electrical and installing whatever they need to in order to be up to code has meant that I have had to tailor my morning routine so they don’t catch me doing pilates or showering or taking a nap. I have a feeling that they think that we both sleep until 3 pm, which is scientifically impossible. Everyone knows that.

In conclusion, I wish I were somewhere else, with a job, and a landlord-free apartment.