That was fast...Not

Well then...

The day after...not even 24 hours, after I began this blog. I got that phone call. I got a job. Its temp, only 2 months, but it is a JOB nonetheless. I feel motivated over this. Its better to be employed than unemployed, right?

So to celebrate, I spent the day fixing my poor little car, due to the fact her wheels were so worn down that you could see the cable fibers. And what was planned to be a 90 dollar fix, became only 20 dollars, thanks to my sweet aunt in the parts and service department.

What could top off an pretty spectacular day like that? Sushi and ice cream. My day, was to be completely honest, FANTASTIC.

No complaints, Im pretty estatic right now. Even ginger butt funk dude can't ruin my day. If someone tried to...well...that wouldn't be pretty.

My only task for tomorrow is to drop something in the mail. It'll be tough, but the post office is no match for me and my envelope. You hear me disgruntled postal lady? I'm comin' for stamps... and afterwords i might pick up a salad...and take a nap...yeah, that sounds nice.

Here is to a fantastic day,

Angie











~He's gonna get what choo' got...

3 In the morning, who wants a hot pocket?

What a fun day.

Isn't it the best when your driving to you bank, get out of your car and peer down to see that your tires have been so worn down that the cables have begun to show? It made my day. There, sarcasm, I used it, and I love it.

So on top of my current Job hunt with barely any money, I now have to scrape up enough to buy 2 new tires and have them put on within the next 2 days. I have been putting this off since I knew I knocked my tires off balance last year. I ran into the post office's lawn, and didn't even have a letter to drop off, Thanks crazy medication!

In order to get that money sucking situation off my mind I went out to eat with my significant other. When we get to the front to order our food, this young teenager, with the most uninterested aura I have ever seen someone exude, looks up at us as if in her mind she was telepathically saying to us "Welcome to Noodles Co.! What can I get you this evening?". Is it really that easy for someone like that to get a job? I mean, I smile and greet any customer who walks my way, not look up and stare into the distance until I'm absolutely needed.

Then to finish my wonderful night off I come home to find out one of the girls living here is moving out and has dropped the bomb on everyone else. I live with 3 other people, now only 2, and this other girl, although a little off sometimes, understood why I'm clawing to get out of this house and into my own place. Now its just me, the older woman with 5 dogs, and the skunky ginger. Oh how I long for a job to get me out of the house...

Eventually I will break away. To be fair, I love the older woman to death, she has helped me out when no one else would. But her "son", he is an entirely different case. I cannot comprehend, some of the things this guy does. All I will say right now is, when you get to the point where you think deodorant is optional, then you have hit the stinky, stinky rock bottom.

Tomorrow means more phone calls. More job applications. Thankfully I have a container of Keebler Rainbow Cookies and a box of Chocolate Cheerios to keep me nourished. One day I'll diet again. But not tomorrow.

Adios.

Here Goes...

Greetings.

My life is, hilarious. At least in my opinion it is. Because of this, I need a place to unload the most random crap that occurs in my life on a day to day basis. For instance, The title of this blog? My boyfriend heard the stinky giant in the room across from us mumble this phrase one day. We really don't know who had his sock, or would want it for that matter. In any case, my life will be full of changes and who knows what else at this point, so I might as well have fun and plaster it all over the internet, right?

To get it out of the way. I'm a 22 year old unemployed chubby girl from Richmond, Va. I have a boyfriend and a dog. Ta-Dah! I'm so fascinating, aren't I?

Iina Beana