As a continuation to my rant on vitamin-store rant, I decided to comment a bit upon America's hypocritical stance on oil prices. The following is a post I made on MySpace as a response to a chain-post someone made trying to rally a gas boycotte. Read, enjoy, take heart ( Read more... )

Wow... what a whirlwind weekend. I got paid on Friday, so tha was great to get some cash in my pocket for the first time in a while. I made a decision to drive over to San Diego for Friday night and return Saturday afternoon to see a friend of mine that, I thought, was in desperate need of some good times (and I was tired of talking to the guy ( Read more... )

Now that I have a job, I find myself exploring options for a second one. With my 9 hour day tomorrow ending at 4, then an appointment to interview and a math test to teach at Sylvin Learning Centers, I find myself with a slight bit of anxiety for the coming long day and the microcosim it represents. I mean, right now RL is working me full time ( Read more... )

Nick Marcotte: I expect some commentary from you on this one as it involves a movie of choice ( Read more... )

Another rain has graced the quaint city of Anthem tonight. It's funny, I was thinking about how much I enjoy the romantics of a thundershower, when suddenly I remembered how I used to absolutely apore the rain. It's so amazing that we tend to change so much over time, yet still feel exactly the same ( Read more... )

A monsoon rolled through today. It was nice to actually get some rain. I found myself quickly eager to take a walk around the block, my head up, and enjoying the feeling of water tickle my face. My surrounding neighbors enjoyed the sight of the downpour from the comfort of their homes or outside undercover. They all starred at me with a look of ( Read more... )

I'm not typically a quitter. I'm probably the most hard working people that my friends know; but tonight I quit my job at The Macaroni Grill, not even a two weeks, just said that this was my last night. Why? Two words: Anxiety attacks. I never got anxiety attacks before, until now. Shortness of breath, emotional breakdowns, the works. It took ( Read more... )

Joesia was a tall Puerto Rican and sat down across from me as I sat in the Restaurant working on some practice quizzes on menu items. He started conversation abruptly like a muscle car dragging off of a start line ( Read more... )

We all have gone shoe shopping. We all know what it's like to put on shoes that don't fit right--not too small, not too big, but those shoes that don't fit the contour of your foot. Phoenix is this shoe for me ( Read more... )

Hmm... well, I guess it was my turn--Post-graduate anxiety just punched me right in the face. Here's the convo I had with my brother. No need to reply to say "he's right", I know he is. But this convo depicts more of what I"m going through than any number of paragraphs ( Read more... )