I have an interview with a temp agency tomorrow and it's making my stomach hurt for some reason. I think it's because my boss just told me that they are a really good, no bullshit kind of agency and that there's a really good chance I could get a job out of it.

I mean, obviously I want a better job than this one. Obviously I need to move up in the world and get a job that suits me better than being a crap "administrative assistant" for the rest of my life. But.. I like this job! I like the people, first of all. They're different. They like me. They have potty mouths. Not to mention the fact that I dig being a total and complete lazy ass throughout the day while getting paid for it.

Getting an actual job will launch me out of my comfort zone and I'll actually have to like... work. That's scary to me! But I need to grow up. I'm 24 and pretty desperate to get my career started. So I'm going to try to keep an open mind about this. And it's just a temp agency, so I'm not going to get my hopes up, either.

Damn comfort zones.

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In other news, my roomate is back from NY after 3 weeks. I freaked out before she left, as we all know, but I was okay with being alone in the apartment for that long. I didn't even really walk around the apartment nekkid or anything while she was gone. What good is an empty apartment if you can't walk around nekkid?

Unfortunately, her dog is still missing. It's been longer than 3 weeks since she's been gone, so it's really not looking good. She has 3 tags on her, plus she has a chip, but nobody has seen her or heard of her or anything. Poor puppy. She was a good girl, and it sucks that this had to happen. Buh.

It is good to have the roomie back, though. We still have our festival of Friends daily (reruns at 6:00, 6:30, and 10:00) and it's good times. She did borrow my Season 7 DVD, and I'm REALLY hoping she didn't notice the porn that was in the stack of all my DVD's. Because.. that would be bad.

Right.

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My dad's fiancee just traded in her Jag for a 2002 Mercedes. I know it's wrong to lust after inanimate objects, but WOW... that car is HOTT. I went into the garage to get something and I didn't know that she had just bought this car, and I literally gasped when I saw it. So.beautiful.

And.. and.. she even let me DRIVE it! Ooooooohhhhh.

In summary: nice car.

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I think that's it for now. I might not update for a while.. I'm really not feeling the D-land love lately, and I'm really a bit obsessed with my weird diet right now. So, maybe, maybe not. I'm also probably going to change the layout again. Does anyone out there wanna make me something purty?

Rock on.

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a year ago..

"He is not who I am. He was, and that was wrong. He should have been part of who I was, not all of who I was. That was a mistake, and I have to pay for that mistake, and I have to correct that mistake. Because if I don't.. things will get a lot worse before they get better."

2 years ago...(written while somewhat drunk)

"Man, I really scrweed this college thing up. I should have had my priorities straight at th ebegging. That would have been a good thing. Instead, I spent all 4 years of school making tacos and watching Boston Public. Not that that's necessaily the worst thing I could have done, but you know, it certainly wasn't the best thing, either. This was my first college party and it was fun but it was dissapointing, too. I am not a cool person. I am not fun to hang out with. And I never will be, and that really sucks."