the thing I've been longing to do lately. Learn how to make shortbread. I love to bake.
This is my last day at my current job. Yay! I'm not really that excited about it. This has been a great little job for me, and although I never made enough money, I don't think I will ever be lucky enough to work for such a nice boss again. Oh well, cest la vie.
So I'm a graduate. Well as soon as I get my transcript sent in I will be. I keep thinking I need to watch the Graduate again, especially with Anne Bancroft's recent death, but I'm afraid to watch it. I remember it, and I want to avoid thinking that this listless pointless feeling isn't going to go away with a decent night's sleep. I know, it's just a movie, but no one should get an English degree, this is what it leads to. I'm not qualified for anything, unless there is a job that requires you to pretend you have read really good books, when really you skimmed them after reading Harry Potter and Bridgette Jones (both v. good mind you). I dunno, blah, I wish I could just have a job, I'm a very hard worker, but really, what I'm best at is working with my hands. I love hands on things, I love remodeling houses, I love getting really involved in a project and having something to look at when you are done. Something to be proud of. I don't really want to be a carpenter or a painter though, so what does that leave? I'm getting a little old to be wondering what to do with my life too, I should really already know. If I could have my dream job, I would basically be Martha Stewart, without all of the white collar crime.
The only problem with that is that I'm a control freak about things. I don't like anyone to clean my house because they don't do it right. Seriously. My roommate did the dishes yesterday, and this morning I made coffee and the first two mugs I picked up from the freshly washed dishes were dirty. The third one was alright, but I really only used it because I know I used it before and i had rinsed it etc. I don't know, I just wish it was easier to figure stuff out. I made a decision, but I didn't work hard enough, and it didn't work out. I'm going to continue to try, but it's worrisome to think about if it doesn't work out again and I've wasted more time. Blah, too much anxiety. I think I'll just be a bum.
Okay, I've killed twenty minutes on this. Maybe I'll be back later.
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That's all for now.