More Storms

Yet again, the threat of storms looms over north central Iowa, and it’s all the bottom inch of the TV can think about. If you step outside the door and look around, the sky is split in half: to the right is bright, bright blue and to the left is bright, bright yellow.

It’s actually quite beautiful. Except for the fact that it could blow our home away. The Internet weather makes no mention of this weather or its accompanying thunder. The thunder and rain have stopped and the Internets are ignoring it.

That has to mean that it will amount to nothing and that I should move on and focus on all the other nothing I have planned for my evening. For example, I plan to panic (as I do every night) about what I’m going to be when I grow up (besides older). I’ll be an unemployed college graduate on December 21. I search hotjobs and its cousins almost daily for any kind of employment.

There are plenty of jobs out there, but most of them suck. Unfortunately, those are probably the type of jobs I will end up doing. They involve doing things I don’t care about and that will likely leave me feeling hopelessly unfulfilled at the end of the day.

The really big issue is that I honestly have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. I went to the college I did because I already felt comfortable there (I say this all the time, but colleges need to get kids on campuses! Make them feel at home and give them a sense that this is the place where they belong.) and the offered me a scholarship.

After I changed my major and lost the scholarship that was tied to me being in that major, I stayed here because it was still more affordable than any other four-year school in the state. I also stayed because they had a program that was interesting and would, in the end, leave me with a bachelor’s degree.

A BA is generally required for even minimal underemployment and reasonable barely livable wages. So I stayed here and in December I’ll have a BA in the Study of Religion, with zero interest in working in religion. So what am I going to be when I grow up? No freaking clue.

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In A Minute

I’ll fix it in a minute

The Sibs Visited

The youngest sister and oldest brother visited from Thursday night til about 10 this morning when lead them out to hwy 20. The weather was gorgeous the whole time they were here. It was a wonderful thing and the crapass weather seems to have looked on us quite favorably. When I’m not so dead fucking tired on Tuesday. Has to be Tuesday, because I have to be on the road by 545 am tomorrow to get to fucking Rock Island, Ill. Monday’s gonna be killer.

Plowing Through Sex and the City

Since I saw the movie with Sam, I have wanted to watch the entire series, unedited. So, I picked it up from Blockbuster. So far I have seen all of season 6 and just 10 minutes ago I brought home all of season 1 and season 5. I picked these up because they are the only ones my local crapass Blockbuster had in their entirety. I don’t want to confuse myself too much ya know.

Right now, I am watching the first episode of the entire series. Season 1, episode one: The Pilot. She’s still talking to the camera. I am so grateful they realized how irritating that particular feature is. Malcolm in the Middle used it for a while. I’m not sure how long, because after a while, the mother just turned into a serious bitch. The show became about that raving lunatic devil-woman. Anyway, I don’t know how long they let that feature carry on, but I hope that they got rid of it, because if they kept the bitch and the awful talking to the camera…have mercy on their souls!

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183 words. Needs to be longer. I should be writing 800 words. I’m pretty sure that’s what the Miami Herald people told me essays and columns should generally be. It’ll be easier to do this when I don’t have to worry about Josh staring over my shoulder the whole time. It’s hard to do anything well when you feel like you’re being too closely observed and maybe a little judged. To this end, I will rearrange the furniture sometime soon. If only for his fucking huge desk. erg

Sex and the City

After I went to the movie with Sam last night, I decided to go out and see the entire series. Looked at buying the box set online, but the best I could do was $100, so I decided to Blockbuster it instead. The series/movie just makes me feel good. Like I can handle my boss being an idiot.