Waste… I meant waste. Or did I?
Anyway, I registered for school yesterday. I did say it was about time to start working on my Master’s. I’m taking up some Homeland Security course at a military university.
I’ve been on this maddening job hunt for the past few weeks. What’s driving me insane, is that all last year when I was looking for new jobs, all of them were advertised for individuals with bachelor’s degrees, and now that I actually have one, now all the jobs are for people with Master’s.
You cannot possibly know how many jobs I’ve applied for in the past week. I think I’m up to like 10. I’m really serious when I say I want to leave Titties, Sex, and Ass. Crystal was right when she told me that in previous years and months, I really didn’t want to leave because I didn’t try hard enough. She said, “You put in the effort, but you really didn’t go for it.” She’s right, because if I had the drive I have now back then, I would be gone.
If I don’t have something lined up or on my way out the door by the time summer rolls around, I’m throwing myself in front of a truck.
Please come to my funeral. Food will be served.