Thursday, December 15, 2011

When I Come Back Here












I think of this blog very fondly and enjoy going through it's back pages every so often to remind me of where I came from. I used to be a different person than I am now. It wasn't always panic and worrying. Sure, I was a lot younger when I started this thing, and I've definitely learned a lot more about myself and the world around me since then, but I sure don't have as much fun. I don't find things as funny as I used to. I wont work as hard just to make myself or someone else laugh, because there is always too much I need to get done.

I'm unemployed again. The restaurant I've worked at off and on for over five years got sold and is currently being remodeled. It will be much better. It already ran better under the new management. The name is... unfortunate, but the menu will look a lot better, and the atmosphere will be much more conducive to people trying to get laid. That's what bars are about, right?

However, I'm trying to get out of the bar scene. Yesterday I paid for two classes at Metro State and I'm job hunting. I'm really bad at job hunting! I completed a career counseling course at the U of M that was supposed to help me identify what I'm supposed to be doing with myself and it was helpful in getting me to go back to school, but for right now? Not so helpful.

Mostly I blame the internet. Apologies to my gf for being a headcase.

Fucking these winter blues away with Kava and Vitamin D,
RC