I am so bored I am so bored I am so bored.

When I was little, like every other child, I wanted a future as a nun an artist, or something like that. Even as I got a bit older, I wanted to be a doctor, but realizing that was too difficult, or I wouldn't give as much as I could towards that, I studied about the environment. Given, that's completely different than an environmentalist or treehugger, but those are the types of industries I had the most job success in. Now, as I'm maturing a bit, reaching the almost 1/4-century mark, I regret to say that it really might be about the money. Why didn't I become a doctor or accountant? This is a fleeting idea, but it's honestly what's on my mind at the moment.

Can I just win the lottery? Peanut gallery says, "yeah but you gotta buy a ticket first!" ;)

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Also, I'd like to talk about social etiquette and, in particular, about my parents. I noticed that when I had friends over, and when my dad came out of his room, he just walked right on by everyone. Should I have been the one to introduce him? But then, he didn't even say "hello" so maybe I took that as he didn't want to be bothered? I'm not sure. In any case, he never says hello, even when Eric's here. 

Secondly, I noticed that when I'm at other people's houses, if parents are in a room and if we come over, they won't stay there. They'll typically wrap up whatever their doing, engage in some small talk, then leave us alone. My mom, on the other hand, if she's in the same area, will stay there, or will ask questions for 2 hours. She's also sort of established her area in the living room and in the kitchen, which makes me never want to watch tv or even make food because I don't have the peacefulness and silence, knowing I'd be subject to questions and unrelated talk.

Is this just my family? Is there really some sort of social norm that my parents are unaware of?

Current favorite colors: yellow, orange, brown. Am I stuck in Autumn? I suppose I should be wearing..winter white?

Speaking of white, I really like the proposal scene in last week's episode of Glee. I guess marriage is the topic of the year, or something similar. I guess I am on the path that's leading to marriage. Otherwise, it all would've been a waste, wouldn't it?

We went to talk to a priest on Saturday. While we were waiting, I was just sitting in an empty, quiet church. Even if you're not Catholic or religious, I'm sure you would've appreciated it too. It was dimly lit, and only the few lights in the front were on, leading up to the altar. The crucifix was simple, plain, and obvious, and side lights brightened it to view. In the right corner, there was only a simple flickering candle, housed in a red candle jar. Soon, the pianist came to practice, so you could hear piano in the background, accompanying your thoughts.

Yesterday we finally parted ways, after two and half weeks of "living together." It was bittersweet. He was obviously really sad, which I didn't expect. But I'm glad to be at home and where all of my things are now. I'm sure I'll be back and won't want to leave not too far from now. Who knows, I might be working down there!

While I'm not working, though, I'm taking advantage of my time. I have a trip up to Davis schedule in the next few weeks, all because JetBlue is having an amazing sale! Then, my mom planned a trip back to Atlantic City, NJ for Easter break. I hope we can to do some more city exploring with my sister there. 

That's all for today!

I think sometimes people forget that I'm an apathetic person. I don't care about certain things everyone else does, or things people expect me to. I'll not list examples. 

I have five interviews scheduled for this and next week *brush the dirt off my shoulders* and at least ONE of them better land me a new job! THEN I can go on more trips and not feel guilty or stay in dumps. :)

Then I have 2 more weeks of "vacation" before I start classes again. I'm taking 2 classes, one at Pierce and one online, and I hope it's not too much!

What if I get ALL the jobs? I'm going to be job-greedy again and work 3 jobs and go to school at the same time, I just know it. I'm getting ahead of myself.

I suppose I should spend this time reading. Instead of reading novels and stories, I'm reading up on real-life things like: how to save money, steps to start a business, html5, how not to write a statement of purpose, best companies to work for, blahblahblah. Am I not imaginative? That's only a tiny portion of my days. My schedule mainly looks like:

10-11: breakfast
11-12: job search
12-1: grad school stuff
1-2: lunch
2-3: job search
3-4: break

..something like that. 

I've been holed up in Eric's apartment for a little over one week now. 

Did you know he didn't get me a Christmas present? I don't mind. Should I mind? I told him he can come shopping me with one day, jokingly, and he said that's what my gift will be. I got gifts from his family. I guess what's better than putting his name on something he didn't think of.

So I've been holed up. I say that because I only leave to get food, or to drop him off at class. I like my time alone. This is the hermit escape I've wanted. 

I haven't got any interviews yet. It's only been less than 2 weeks. Should I be worried? 

I got an offer to be an editor. It's an odd type of editing. I wonder if it's paid. How do you ask that?

I nap every day for 3 hours, mostly around 6-9pm. That is definitely not normal. 

I'm going to see the Grand Canyon this weekend! I'm excited!  I wonder what other trips I can go on that won't cost a lot? Park entrance is free! Normally that's like $80!

I also lost the bet today. And I won't be going to church this weekend. I'm off track this week!

I don't know if I already talked about this, but at the company holiday party, the president's wife got really drunk and in her belligerence she wanted to go out with all of us. My boss told her that she should stay in, like her, at the hotel, and not go out. The wife said, "yeah, that's right, stay in and have hotel sex." She hugged my boss and said "make him have sex with me." Later, on our way out, some guys egged the president on to which he responded, "guys, just give me 5 or 10 minutes and I'll be out." That was so sad to me. I have a bad memory so this could have possibly been the worst thing in 2011 that I heard. Is that what married life is like? Or does he cheat on her? Regardless, I'd never want to be in her shoes.

To continue, I've been watching a lot of Louis CK lately. He brings a lot of his personal life into his shows. We saw him perform while married, and after he was divorced. His act during his marriage was really depressing. He said something I didn't think about though. When we hear about divorces, we get sad. He says we shouldn't be sad because we would never want two happy people divorced, so let these unhappy people be happy apart, or something to that effect. I never want to go through these events!!

Vacation is amazing! It's actually quite stressful. My idea of "stress" right now is: what do I eat?! This results in a lot of eating out. Eating out is quite bad considering I am running out of funds. I used the last of my holiday monies. Anyway, I have no idea what day it is or the dates. Viendi is back in Davis, and I am voluntarily "stuck" in Riverside for a few days to get "work" done. I'm excited, even though I feel a flu coming on.

I was sad I didn't get to see anyone really this holiday season. I basically put my family before everyone else. It was nice though and definitely no regrets. I wish everyone still lived near me so I could see them!

Another year is literally a new year for me. 24 feels the same. I have no resolutions. 

There was a man standing looking helpless. I said "hello" followed by "greetings!" He was taken, and puzzled responded, "oh, well ok, that's odd." I've never gotten that before.

Pissy, not pussy, is my current mood. It's not PMS that makes me, or perhaps us, cranky, but the intense pain that goes with that monthly adventure in our uteri. At work yesterday, this lady had an email fit about the specifics of her order. Obviously she didn't read our Terms & Conditions (previous entry), was just a middle man, and her story didn't match the prior email correspondences. I didn't deal with her directly, but watched someone else respond to her. My response was about to me, "so......you want to cancel your trip then? So you don't want to go riding at all." They said it was because I'm leaving but I honestly think even if I were to work there another year, I wouldn't be as bubbly to the difficult clients. 

Next, after a long day, or what felt longer than usual, after an hour of traffic, I managed to get home "early" at 7. We were all supposed to have dinner, all 4 of us, and Viendi forgot to let my dad know that I said 7:30 or 8. That's ok. It happens. I literally was home not even 5 minutes, after taking off my shoes, using the restroom, and barely planting myself on the side of the sofa that my father comes out to say "aren't we going?" Imminently, and this is a literal transcription, I respond "yes, we're going right now." He stumbles, stumbles because of his unsymmetrical legs, to his room mumbling to the invisible ghosts in the walls I have to assume about how "this always happens." F f f first of all, we never go out to eat and if we do that's maybe once a year. I'm off-topic. So I loudly say "WELL, I DID say 7:30 or 8 so technically I'm home EARLY." Yes, I said it just like how that reads. Then he comes back out, storms to the kitchen angrily taking out "ingredients" to make a ramen. In other words, he boiled some water and just stood there. But, like nice little children we are, we waited a bit for him. Someone asked if he was going and he said no. So I loudly said "LET'S GO!" He responded, "you people who have money go." Hold on, hold on, hold on. Is anyone else following? How does that make sense? It's something I imagine a little kid would say, but a bit more mediated. To that I said, "I don't have money. It's a GIFT CERTIFICATE." Door closed. Done. :)

Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I need some stand-up comedy right now. Thank youuuuuuuuuuuu Kathy Griffin & Louis CK -- your job is so important.