The First Day of the Rest of My Life

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

This will be the first night of many that I'll be staying with my parents.

All I can say is, things should get interesting from here on.

Monday, August 23, 2004


- Dating and the Internet. (Not necessarily internet dating.)
- How moving sucks.
- How job searching sucks.
... and much more.

Wednesday, August 18, 2004


So the lease on the apartment that I've been in since last September expires in 13 days. My roomie and I were gonna go in on a 2/1 in a much nicer complex nearby, but when the whole "losing my job" thing happened, those plans were quickly tossed. Instead, he's now moved into a 1/1 in the same building, while I spend my days (and late nights) all by myself. It sucks, to tell you the truth. For the last few months, I've gotten used to hanging out with him during his summer break. (He's a high school teacher, by the way...) Now the school year has started, and I'm left to deal with an empty apartment, and an impending move back to my parent's house.

Truth be told, it's not so much the "moving back home" part that stinks, it's more of the "losing a roommate" thing that's getting to me. For the past year, we've shared some great moments. Road trips through heavy rain, deep philosophical conversations, farting, his tips on how to meet women, and way too many meals at restaurants for us to afford: this is what I've gotten used to over the past 12 months. It hit me yesterday as we were going to his new place. I know we'll still see each other with some regularity (hopefully), but it won't be the same.

Don't get me wrong, I'm kind of glad to be looking for a new job right now with my situation. No major bills to pay, a foot in the door professionally, and quite a bit of moral support in my parents' home. But it sucks that I'll be losing the ability to hang out with a good friend more often.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to drink my International Coffees and listen to my favorite "melancholy" CD.

Monday, August 16, 2004


When trying to deal with an anxiety disorder, getting shit-faced does not help matters.

Sunday, August 15, 2004

I was gonna write a rant on this review, but it seems like several other people have done it for me in the comments.

My point: if you see that the director of a film also did "Dude, Where's My Car?", you should have an idea of what to expect. If you're that naive, you almost deserve to be offended.

Thursday, August 12, 2004


...due to this video. 23 days and counting.

(Link via Steezy, who I believe may actually be in S.A. right now, but nevertheless sounds cool as fuck.)

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

Okay, some quick hits.

First off, why no comments from anyone? If you read this, at least let me know...

Secondly, a humorous look at what I went through a few weeks ago can be found here.

Speaking of jobs, had an interview yesterday with one of the radio stations in town for a part-time gig. We'll see how that goes. Other than that, and a resume submission for one of the big companies in town, I haven't been doing much as far as job searching. I'll try and change that in the upcoming weeks.

It's just now hit me that I'm gonna have to move out of this apartment very soon. My roommate has started packing, he'll be moving into his new place this weekend. Unless I find sustainable employment soon, I'll be moving back home. I guess I should consider myself lucky that I have that option available to me, but it still stings. Almost like another summer at home for me inbetween years of college.