life as a bum

Pretty much every night when I go to sleep I hear a weird tapping sound outside my door. At first it was scary and I kept envisioning a gollum-like man crouched outside my bedroom door, sadistically tapping away. Now I'm pretty sure it is just the heater going on and off. I laid my seven-pound hand weights in front of my door to keep the bad men out, just in case.

I listened to Delilah on the way home from the gym and Jacson's tonight. I don't care what you say, cheesy love songs and personal accounts of blind amore make entertainment radio. Someday, I will ask for Delilah to pick me out a song. Or, you could dedicate one to me instead, just call in and tell her that I am your unrequited love.

I think I am going to be offered the marketing job in burlington. I actually am getting more excited about it. In the meantime, I have picked up a couple extra shifts at my old work. Even though I DREADED going back and have been complaining for the last few months about how MBI is the bane of my existence, something has changed. I didn't miss it at all before I went back. Now that I am back, I realize I missed it, or I do miss it. I like my coworkers, I like the little old patients, and I am really good at what I do. It will be weird to start a job where I don't know what's going on. Today I was thinking, MBI is like a second home for me in a way. I have spent nearly 6 years there. I know the ins and outs of that place. I know how everything works together and how to work with everyone. It might just be new job jitters, but I am finally experiencing that sadness-to-be-leaving that I didn't experience before heading to Europe. Weird.

I got a threatening text from KJW to write this blog. And I have to say, scary as that was, I am glad someone reads this thing... hahaha

One other thing. Even though I am excited to start a job and make some much needed money, I will miss my life as a bum. A typical day in bumdom consists of waking up around 10, watching tv while eating cereal in my pjs. Sometimes the gym fits in. Sometimes I go to the Woods and study for the GMAT (aka, put the study book on the table in front of me and instead read Infidel). And I do a lot of catching up with friends. I feel way more relaxed than I have in a long time. Hopefully some of that will pervade my "young working professional" life. If not, there is always time in Grad school haha.

I also used some free time this week to make myself a Christmas cd. Pretty sweet. If you are nice to me, maybe I'll burn you a copy of this fabulous mix.

Okay, I don't hear the tapping. I am heading back to bed before it starts again. Love Love Love

Back to the Lacuna

I have decided to continue writing in this blog, thanks to some inspiration from KJW. (Amazing I know). So even though I doubt that many people will read it, they may. I love blogs and wish more of my friends wrote them...

Unemployment is so discouraging. I am beginning to feel like the stereotypical lazy unemployed slob i.e., I sleep till 10, eat banana cream pie for breakfast and live in my sweatpants all day. It's not a very fulfilling lifestyle. The most exciting thing in my life this week is that I found my Daffy Duck socks from middle school.

At the gym today I wore a t-shirt that said "I heart Boston", a value village find. Three separate people came up to me and said "I heart Boston too!!" Because it would seem weird to stop and explain to them that I had never been to Boston, only to value village, I just smiled and said "yeah it's really great." Kind of lying, but way shorter than explaining something that they don't care about anyway right? Who knows, maybe I would love Boston.

Gosh this week and this part of life (post-college, pre-purpose/career)is so frustrating it makes me want to cry or move away to a place with opportunities. Blah, must snap out of it.