It is official: I hate to drive. I genuinely, unequivocally hate to drive. I always wind up getting yelled at or something and I just hate it. I hate traffic. I hate other cars. I hate it hate it hate it. It seriously enough to make me want to walk even though it would take me two hours to get anywhere. Driving sucks hard.

Last night, I was feeling pretty restless so I watched the THS story of Rachael Ray. To my surprise, it was actually enjoyable. I was starting to mellow out a little when I saw a segment about her critics - particularly this one woman who created the Rachael Ray Sucks website here on LJ. I was all like, "You can't be serious. Is this, like, an ( Read more... )

Writer's block is a bitch. Now that I have time to write copious amounts of stuff now that I'm between jobs, you think I can come up with anything? Hell, no. I get past one page and I can't go anymore. Why? I just want to write out one story. Just one fucking story. Is that too much to ask for?

Like right now. What the fuck?

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Okay, I can't think of anybody who actually likes filling out job applications, but it seriously humbling to fill out all these different forms that pinpoint exactly how uneducated you are. It's almost funny how inadequate you feel when you can't remember the phone number of the place you worked seven years ago. The thing that kills me most is ( Read more... )

I deleted my last entry. I don't know what the fuck I was thinking. It was the stupidest thing I have ever written, and now it's gone so now I don't have to worry about it ( Read more... )

Having no job sucks balls. And there's really not a whole lot in Kalamazoo, especially you don't have a degree, like me. Well, I 've thought about it and here are some of my options ( Read more... )

As of Friday afternoon, I was laid off. My last official night will be tonight. After six long years, I don't have a job. I have no seniority, and it doesn't mean shit. Thanks, assholes. Thanks a million ( Read more... )

I'm getting the feeling that deep down I don't like being. That's the only thing I can think of as to why I have so miserable for so long. Seriously, I don't even know why I look at myspace. Just seeing everyone with degrees and moving on with their lives is truly depressing. Why is it that I just can't get moving onto anything else? I feel ( Read more... )

I am almost done with the semester, and in most of my classes, I have A's. Except for history, but at least I will pass. I didn't flunk out, I didn't skip like crazy, my brain didn't break apart into a million little pieces and crumble into dust. I am still here. I remember around this time last year I wasn't doing squat and now I have a ( Read more... )

Seriously, I'm not trying to hate on the male population, but a lot of you dudes need to get it together. Here are some helpful hints/reminders/tips/advice for you to read and to absorb. Okay, here it goes ( Read more... )