Tuesday, March 24, 2009

i know my resume word for word by now.

(list above courtesy of unemploymentality.com)

Here's what mine looks like:

1) Wake up panic-stricken at 4AM with an overwhelming sense of insignificance, but then fall back asleep because depression is exhausting.

2) Sleep in until 9:30AM, then stare at the ceiling for 20-30 minutes.

3) Let the dog outside to pee, poop and bark at passers-by.

4) Turn on KALX for eccentric, amazing and/or painfully annoying music while preparing breakfast: fried egg, black coffee with turbinado, toast with Earth Balance.

5) Eat breakfast in front of the computer while checking my 3 email accounts and then log-on to facebook, myspace, yelp, blogspot, fark in attempts to continue being in touch with the world.

6) Do #5 for 2-3 hours.

7) In addition, for 2-3 hours, feverishly scan Craigslist, Indeed, and Monster for a job, "any*" job!!

8) Decide to "do something with myself"
- Create perfectly aligned rows of light beige and dark beige carpet while vacuuming
- brush my teeth
- make the bed
- feed and walk the dog
- create natural household cleaners, especially one for the shower curtain
- do the dishes (only applies when they are piled up too high or if something smells)
- consider sweeping and dusting

9) Look at the clock once the door knob starts to turn - it's 4:30 and Tim's home!! YAY!

REPEAT x74 days... and counting...

Since March 9th, I formed a group called "The Walking Unemployed". Essentially, we are a group of people frustrated-with-the-job-market, bored-as-hell, can't-stand-this-weight-gained-sitting-on-my-ass-waiting-for-an-employer-to-call-back who want to meet similar minded people. We meet every weekday morning at 10:30 for coffee and a brisk 2-8 mile walk in various parts of Oakland. This group has saved my sanity by giving me reason to get up and get moving. I can insert this in between #4 and #5 on my list.

* with the exception of fast food service, telemarketing, live-in caregiving, tutoring, and envelope sealing.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Good Night & Good Luck

This afternoon we payed our respects to one of our favorite spots in Oakland, the Parkway Theater. I first learned of the Parkway through my mom and dad, "They have couches, and you can order food!"
I was too young to go then. Hard to believe that was 12 years ago.
Moments there have been good (Grindhouse, Sensitivity Training, double date w/Mpho & Klaudia, Tim & Melissa's downtown Oakland MEGA DATE, etc.) and bad (grimey couches, flat beer, spilled beer, forgetting our food order, guy behind us farting during Choke, etc.), but here was a theater I didn't have to sneak a tall can into. Here was a theater I could catch a film I couldn't bare spending $12 on seeing (2 for 1 Wednesdays like WHAT!). Here was a theater I could do a little cross dressing and step out for a midnight screening of Rocky Horror Picture Show...

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Let's keep our hopes up that the closing is only temporary. Until then, you know you're all welcome to grab a 6 pack and come on over to the crib to watch whatever cult/foreign/oddball film I've ripped, err, umm, rented from netflix. 

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Saturday, March 14, 2009


... and I'm suffocating from the stress of it all. 

Sunday, March 8, 2009

10 years?!

Next month, on April 18th, I will be "celebrating" during my 10 year high school reunion

I cannot believe how much time has gone by, but at the same time, I greatly appreciate how far away I am from 10 years ago. 

Now, I did not graduate from Carlmont High School in Belmont, California, but I did go there for half of my Sophomore year. Despite having not graduated from here, I do feel it somewhat necessary to attend since I did go to junior high with everyone from this class - Go Ralston Rams! 
It will be quite interesting to see everyone again - how much they've grown, where they live now, how successful they've become (since that is what people care about, right?). 
I'm very excited about this but totally dread it at the same time -especially the ordeal I must go through up until the reunion:

- lose weight... at least 10-15 pounds! Double that would be better, but totally unrealistic. 
- grow taller.
- correct my posture. How embarrassing to still be slouching after all of these years!
- buy a cocktail dress. I was thinking a short, black dress with stilettos, but how ordinary... yet oh-so-sophisticated and sexy if done right!
- learn how to repeat, in a short but not too basic paragraph, the story of my fabulous life including all of my achievements along with all of the special components that make me who I am now. 
So far I've come up with, "I like caring for sick animals, and I can place an IV catheter single-handedly. But enough about me..."

Basically, I know I will be judged on how I've chosen to live my life after high school. That, or no one will give me a second of their time. I know I was that girl in high school - artsy, strange, flamboyant, sarcastic, independent yet very easily influenced -- all of which contributed to my appeal with every clique. But would this "popularity" really stand for anything after all of these years? Or will the topic of coin trump over individuality? Will there be groups of yuppies standing around holding martini's discussing the latest in their over-indulgent luxury purchases, while others coo over baby pictures? Am I going to be the only one that still listens to The Smiths?
No matter, since I am happy to be exactly where I am (but if someone wants to buy me a BMW M3 Coupe', that's perfectly fine with me). I guess I'll just have to wait to see how this goes...