Doo bee dooo!

I'm kinda shitfaced right now, but luckily I wrote this blog about 6 hours ago just in case this would happen. Here it goes:kl

The job hunt continues, but I have several leads. It's really just a matter of getting off my fat ass and making things happen. Ideally, I would work for the place Alex was talking about temporarily, cleaning offices. I like this potential job since the hours are from 5-11pm, and I'd never work saturday nights.

I'd also like to get a job working some low-wage food service. I know-- you guys are thinking, "Why the hell would you do that when you are obviously possess superior intellect and qualifications?" Well, the fact is, I want one job where I can make 8-10 bucks an hour and use that to pay bills... and another job where I have the opportunity to make cash every time I work (tips). If I limit money made from the hourly job to JUST needs, and tip money for wants (booze and women) then I will have successfully managed my income priorities.

If anyone is wondering how things are going with Awesome, then let's just say she has been indefinitely downgraded back to being called "JR". The main reason for this is that 1. On New Year's Eve, she invited me over to crash after I was hanging out with my friends, and when I got there (friends dropped me off) she left me out to dry. It was roughly 30 degrees outside, and I had no choice but to walk back to the party, about a mile away. It was a brisk walk, at least. I could have called some other friends, but really, on NYE, who's going to risk that? I didn't want to put that burden on anyone I knew.

The other thing is that last night, I spent the evening with JR, and I asked her if she wanted to go see a movie and get some coffee. She declined, preferring to just stay in and watch a video. So we did that, and then went to bed. It wasn't so bad, except she woke me up at 8am (we went to bed around 1:30am) and wanted to get coffee right then. So I get up and stumble into my clothes. Being the warm morning person I am---NOT---- I was sure to express my gratitude by chugging a Negra Modelo from her fridge when she wasn't looking. Yum yum. Perks you right up, baby.

So as I'm walking out the door with her, she stops before coming out and says, "I think I'll meet you there."
"Uh... okay. Do you have to be somewhere later?"
"No, I just want to take my car." but not with you in it
Since it was at least 10 degrees outside, I sat in my car as it warmed up. I wondered why she wouldn't want to go together-- and right as the snotdrop coming out of my nose froze solid, I realized it was probably for the same reason she didn't want to go out last night, either. So to test it, I decided to just go home and hang out for a bit, shower, change, etc. If she called me up asking where I was, then she really did want to hang out. If not, she'd be too embarrassed to call in front of everyone she knows at the coffee shop, since she also works there, therefore proving my realization after all.

whateh eff....

Anyway, I ended up going over about 45 minutes later and she was there, reading some magazine. Not even a glance. Fine. You want to keep it chill when I marathon your ass the previous evening, but if this is fear of PDA, then that's a little much. So I ignored her right back. Did a xword, drank some coffee, had a smoke, and left. She hasn't called to ask where I am, so as far as I know, I'm off the hook.

As I drove to my mom's place to raid her fridge, I noticed I had a missed call from DC at about 12:30 AM last night. I ignored it, and proceeded with my day. Stay away from the Devil Woman, I thought.

Then DC called again-- very uncharacteristic of her, considering she has HGADD, which stands for Hot Girl Attention Deficit Disorder. In other words, she's batty. Anyway, I answered, and she asked me to call her later when I go out. We'll see about that.

So that's an update of my exploits, but I want to finish up with a few resolutions.

And they will be finished tomorrow. So... tune in.