09.10.2004:A List of Neurotic Things I've Done While Unemployed

I'm sure you've all been waiting with baited breath to see what adventures would next await me in the big city. Well, not much, aside from a huge amount of writer's block. And then, suddenly, I'm hit with a sudden urge to write, but it comes about 45 minutes before I'm meant to meet my roommate at the Astoria Beer Gardens.

(BEER! in a Garden! Wow. I can't miss that. And so, instead, I offer you this list.)

Neurotic Things I've Done While Unemployed

- Questioned an online Magic 8 Ball as if it were the Oracle at Delphi. "Will they call today?" "Cannot predict now."

- Lacking an actual 8-Ball in my possession, I've allowed the MTA to determine my fate like an 8-Ball. For example, if I am waiting for the V train and the V train comes, this is, of course, a Good Sign. I am bound to get that job, especially if it came just as I entered the station. (If the R train comes, I tell myself it doesn't mean no, it just means I don't definitely have the job.)

- Rewritten my resume a total number of 256 times, adding up to a grand total of 643 Minutes. I am not making this up. These are the real numbers, I checked.

- Alphabetized my buddy list, making sure to sneer at those who's away messages lead me to believe they've found employment. Bastards.

- Looked at the website of every single publishing company I could find in North America. Not very good.

- Played several thousand games of Spider Solitiare.

-Watched Maury Povich solve an insane number of disputed paternity cases.

- Gone "fantasy shopping" for my apartment, in which I do not actually purchase any of the items in my virtual shopping cart.

- Contemplated (very briefly) the merits of law school.

-Assembled cheap furniture consisting of a lot of particle board and poorly-made screws.

- Googled people from elementary school to see if they had jobs.

- Kicked myself about 50,000 times for not having taken at least one of the two job offers I actually had. What the hell was that? Turning shit DOWN? Without a job? Without any source of income? Who the hell did I think I was?

- Wondered who the hell I am.

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