Rebel with a 401(k)
Given that I now have access to the i,k,and 8 keys (who knows how long that will last), I felt it was time for a good, old-fashioned long post. So here you have it--a post that will air all of the dirty laundry that I've been keeping bottled up since my computer wouldn't let me post. Be excited, be very excited.
So yeah. I graduated, which is surprising in its own little way. I think that I have suffered from English major anxiety, a condition that made me really doubt the existence of a world outside of the friendly confines of Tucker hall. But more importantly, I have had time to actually live for the past week--I have started reading Phillip Roth's "The Plot Against America," which everyone has read but me, and which I am finally enjoying, I have been making real food, I have baked a pie, I have been watching many episodes of Law and Order. It is nice, albeit a bit boring. There are only so many times that one can reload their favorite blogs, hoping that someone else is as bored as her, and has access to their i,k, and 8 keys. It's weird to not have something to worry about.
So imagine my happiness when I received two emails about job interviews. Yessirree, I am going to be gainfully employed in the not so distant future, which is wonderful, despite the fact that these are just office type jobs, and not exactly the creative employment that I have been desiring. But no bother, really. Right now I just want a way to pay the bills, more importantly, one that does not involve the foaming of milk. And both of these are salaried "real" jobs, which is nice. So I am being yuppie-ized. I am rapidly changing from hip college kid to someone else entirely, but it's not so bad really, despite the fact that I keep trying to remind myself that I am selling out. I don't know. It's wretchedly easy to sell out, and I am about two steps away from it.
However, before I can do that, I have to get married, and the date is rapidly approaching. Matt and I had this gigantic fight last night, and I seriously thought about escape for circa 2 hours, but it's over now, and we are leaving today to go home so I can pick up my wedding dress and my mom and I can practice different wedding cake plans for a while. So things are moving along. Moreover, we are going on a honeymoon, albeit a cheap one, to a beach in North Carolina which should be cheesy enough to be really, really fun. It's all good in the hood.
So that's it on me...did everyone watch Chaotic on Tuesday night? Here's my opinion. It's a shitty show. But I loves my Brit through thick and thin so I will keep watching in the hopes that it gets better. I can't seem to get over how totally immature Britney is. She's taken with making funny faces and talking about things that no one over the age of 16 really talks about in public. And I know I should have expected it, but it's just so over the top childlike. And K-Fed looks even more like a rat than what I expected. Oh well. So much for my high hopes.
And I have refused to see Star Wars which is a controversial decision in these parts. I saw the first two, they were totally, totally wretched, I hate Hayden Christiansen with every fiber of my being, Ewan McGregor has a beard, I don't see the appeal of a green man who talks in non-grammatical fragments, and George Lucas has a head that is roughly the size of the Millenium Falcon, so seriously, WHY THE HELL WOuLD I SEE IT?!?
On that note, I will retire. I expect to post more, however, as I want to milk this i and k thing for all it is worth.
So yeah. I graduated, which is surprising in its own little way. I think that I have suffered from English major anxiety, a condition that made me really doubt the existence of a world outside of the friendly confines of Tucker hall. But more importantly, I have had time to actually live for the past week--I have started reading Phillip Roth's "The Plot Against America," which everyone has read but me, and which I am finally enjoying, I have been making real food, I have baked a pie, I have been watching many episodes of Law and Order. It is nice, albeit a bit boring. There are only so many times that one can reload their favorite blogs, hoping that someone else is as bored as her, and has access to their i,k, and 8 keys. It's weird to not have something to worry about.
So imagine my happiness when I received two emails about job interviews. Yessirree, I am going to be gainfully employed in the not so distant future, which is wonderful, despite the fact that these are just office type jobs, and not exactly the creative employment that I have been desiring. But no bother, really. Right now I just want a way to pay the bills, more importantly, one that does not involve the foaming of milk. And both of these are salaried "real" jobs, which is nice. So I am being yuppie-ized. I am rapidly changing from hip college kid to someone else entirely, but it's not so bad really, despite the fact that I keep trying to remind myself that I am selling out. I don't know. It's wretchedly easy to sell out, and I am about two steps away from it.
However, before I can do that, I have to get married, and the date is rapidly approaching. Matt and I had this gigantic fight last night, and I seriously thought about escape for circa 2 hours, but it's over now, and we are leaving today to go home so I can pick up my wedding dress and my mom and I can practice different wedding cake plans for a while. So things are moving along. Moreover, we are going on a honeymoon, albeit a cheap one, to a beach in North Carolina which should be cheesy enough to be really, really fun. It's all good in the hood.
So that's it on me...did everyone watch Chaotic on Tuesday night? Here's my opinion. It's a shitty show. But I loves my Brit through thick and thin so I will keep watching in the hopes that it gets better. I can't seem to get over how totally immature Britney is. She's taken with making funny faces and talking about things that no one over the age of 16 really talks about in public. And I know I should have expected it, but it's just so over the top childlike. And K-Fed looks even more like a rat than what I expected. Oh well. So much for my high hopes.
And I have refused to see Star Wars which is a controversial decision in these parts. I saw the first two, they were totally, totally wretched, I hate Hayden Christiansen with every fiber of my being, Ewan McGregor has a beard, I don't see the appeal of a green man who talks in non-grammatical fragments, and George Lucas has a head that is roughly the size of the Millenium Falcon, so seriously, WHY THE HELL WOuLD I SEE IT?!?
On that note, I will retire. I expect to post more, however, as I want to milk this i and k thing for all it is worth.
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