15 December 2005

it was all a metaphor for what was wrong with us

Starting over is hard to do. Or so I've heard. I once wrote daily in an online journal. That lasted about two years. And while I doubt that I will ever enjoy it as much as I once did, I miss it immensely. Looking back, it seems as though starting college and living with three best friends just lent itself to more enjoyable entries. I can't promise that now. I'm in the process of job hunting, and I have two cats. My love of crocheting won't liven things up either :)

Currently, it is snowing. The second "storm" of the winter. One thing about being unemployed: you can enjoy the snow from inside your warm home.

At the moment, I am waiting for a call from the lady at C&YS in Bellefonte to call me back to reschedule my second interview. She may still be sick and off of work. I just want to get in before the Christmas break. Waiting to see if you are going to get a job you really want... it sucks.

Just a few minutes ago, I finally got through a game I started last night. I didn't finish it last night because I got pissed off when I couldn't figure out how to get past one of the obstacles. I was tired and cranky. That may have had something to do with my lack of patience. All in all, I really enjoyed this game. I got through the first one faster. I love games that make you think. When you finally get through them you feel accomplished... and a little smarter! Here's another such game.

Right now, I am going to go read a book. I love to read just about anything. So if you have any suggestions, feel free to leave them!

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