Untitled Wednesday Post

Noteworthy? Not really.

Here's the miscellaneous.

I didn't get the job I was going for. I find myself under-employed, but still employed none the less. There's no reason in being upset about things. There's always more out there. I just can't become complacent in where I am and keep searching. Otherwise I'll end up breaking the record for most consecutive years of working in a grocery store. I can't have that. I'll wind up tearing out all my hair through frustration and I'll be a hapless old man, a bald one at that.

Things I've done on vacation, well for starters I've watched some television. I've taken walks as well. I haven't barbecued anything yet. That is sort of suprising. It seems like every time I turn around I'm paying my cell phone bill. Sprint better build a monument of me for that. I'm packing, as I'm less than three weeks away from moving. There's nothing like categorizing your life and putting it into boxes. Heavy stuff here, breakable stuff there. So that's what the last twenty four years have been about. I need to drink less soda and maybe wake up before the crack of noon.I did however make the perfect french toast.

Yes, I know it's not exactly splitting the atom. No, that will happen Thursday.