Will work for rent
So. Lots of stuff has been happening, and here I am not blogging a word of it. Here’s a quick rundown.
I graduated. Sort of. I still have three credits to take care of, actually, but I still donned the funny hat and Hogwarts-esque robe, walked across the stage, shook some random administrator’s or professor’s hand and got the empty sleeve that will soon be home to my bachelor’s degree. It’s a weird feeling.
I got a new computer! My mom and my aunt went in on it as a graduation gift. It’s an iBook G4, and it is sweet.
I am unemployed. Boy, am I unemployed. It’s weird, because for the past four years I’ve always had a job – a low-paying job, but a job nonetheless – at the Echo or at some retail place. Now? Nope. No work. No money. I’m kind of at loose ends because I’m so used to having a lot going on: work, class, classwork, rinse, repeat. It’s weird not having somewhere to be every day.
I am a Sudoku master. Not really, but I am definitely addicted. There’s something about that nine-by-nine number grid that gets in your system like crack. Numerical crack. When I pick up an Echo to see what the next generation is up to, I get the urge: “Must play Sudoku.” When I pick up the Ann Arbor News to skim the classifieds for job leads, I can’t help but do the Sudoku first. It’s not my fault they put it right there among the job ads! This is what happens when you have a little too much time on your hands.
So that’s pretty much it. The overall theme for my life right now is, “Need job need job need job. Hey, look, Sudoku!” So hey, if you know of a job I’d be good for, particularly a writing/design-related job, please drop me a line. I’d appreciate it.
Right now I’m at a coffee shop working on my resume and cover letter. And this blog post is a procrastination tactic. So I’m gonna go.
Congrats to my fellow graduates, especially those of you who have found jobs. Lucky bastards. (I kid.)
