meximick's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Day off. Must do something with life. Um. Ok. So I was going to start off this entry with something about my opinion on people in a sweeping, visionary tone poem. But my roommate's laptop is so uncooperative that I might have to run it through the dishwasher. But people do rule. I tend to like them a lot. So I'm not at work today. I'm home contemplating scanning the Sunday classifieds for a job. Is this even a reasonable way to look fo a job anymore? And I can't even make it through the full-time listing without my mind wandering as I look at Navy job listings for Jet Propulsion Analysts or other jobs that I'm dangerously unqualiied for. Daytime tv is so godawful that I'm debating whether I should go in to work just to avoid it. How many courtroom-based half-hour mock justice shows can there be between 10am and 3pm?! So I went to see The Donnas and Bratmobile on Friday. Bratmobile was superhighenergy bouncy fun. They were girly and a bit snotty. I had heard good things about them, but I was pleasantly surprised. The Donnas were much more rockstar-like with their posturing and guitar-driven songs. And it was a rocking good time, I felt. I don't think I'll be looking for a job as much as I thought I would today. I have to go soon to buy 2 more tickets for the Shane MacGowan show on Friday that I just realized yesterday that I had lost in the 10 hours of drinking on St. Patrick's. -m 02:25 p.m. - 2001-03-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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