I had another LU dream last night, featuring another random friend. This time it was John Zion.

Maybe I miss school, ya think?

This time it was the end of college; I was about a week away from graduation. I knew it was college, but I had to do things like clean out my desk. I went to drop something off downtown, which was the same city I dream about whenever I dream about cities (a mixed up version of Stillwater, if you were curious). After I dropped my thing off, I was ( Read more... )

Wouldn't you know it? I find a job that isn't the best, but I actually enjoy, then dad finds a perfect job for me. We're talking web content with CBS; they're looking for someone with a BA in art with some computer experience ( Read more... )

So, I had another weird dream right before waking up this morning. I was back at school, in this dream version of Ormsby, I think. I was about half moved into my room, and I was working on some project I already had to do. I thought the final outcome of the project would be a paper, but I met with the professor, and she told me the paper was due ( Read more... )

I'll ISFJ your...personality type...

Ok, the good news first: I HAVE A JOB!! That's right, you're looking at the newest part-time employee at Pier 1! I know it's only part time, but that's better than nothing, and I'm bound to get more hours come Christmas rush. Plus, think of the discount!!

Ok, here's the dream. It was a dream I've had before, because I knew what was going to happen ( Read more... )

I don't like it when people try to help me find a job because it's that much more embarrassing when I don't get hired and I have to tell them.

I am getting tired of my family. I need to get out of the house more and actually interact with people not related to me by  blood.

This time I'm trying for two part time gigs, one at Michael's and one at Pier 1. Please god let me get a job.

1. Spiders in my shower
This actually hasn't been that big of a deal this year (knock on wood).

2. Mice in my car
It's not fair; my sister's car is a sty, and she doesn't have as many mice as I do. I don't even have food wrappers, let alone food, and still they just keep coming back. At least they don't poke their heads up while I'm driving.

3. ( Read more... )