To my pleasant surprise, I've been ambushed less frequently than I anticipated with the horrible words, "So do you have a job yet?"
...Do i even have to answer that?
I'll answer it anyway: no I don't have a job yet, but I have two interviews this week and between now and the time I get a job, my mom's advice is to not drink more beer than I can buy. Good advice, mom.
"So what do you do with your time?"
I run. I watch Law & Order SVU. I eat goldfish and sit in the sun on my parents' deck with the beer that I still have money to buy. I hang out with my mom and dad and have dinner with them. When I try to go out at night with an old friend from highschool, I call my daddy ("daddy" is the appropriate name used when I want something from him) to rescue me from the less than thrilling bar scene and uncertain long walk alone back to my car. I wallow. I sleep. I run. But on the best occasions so far (I've only been out of school one week), I've shared food, drinks, tears, and laughter with Kaitlyn, one of my "saving graces" - from now on, I think that's what I'll call my best ladies.
My saving graces:
- The one I've known forever, we've shared the good, the bad, and the ugly.
- The sweet one- the one who makes me think differently and see things from another angle.
- The one who can live with me (that says A LOT).
- The one I cuddle with. (I'm not talking about my boyfriend)
- The one I don't always see or talk to, but she's totally there for me and I'll see her this summer!
- The new one. The one who gave me toilet paper and tissues, the one who cried with me.
[next post: what a girl like ME is doing writing a blog]
