I'm not sure what is cool to blog about concerning my externship--it's kooky and I am not going to learn what I want to learn. I am basically wasting my time and money, but I hope it will at least look good on my resume.

I'll say more later, but for now I am going to watch Blades of Glory and bake some chocolate chip cookies and call it a day.

I am looking at the Pacific NW as a place to settle down after school. Up until a year ago I was a die-hard Southerner, but I realized that was just fear talking.
Check out this link to pics of Seattle and tell me you don't want to live there:
http://www.city-data.com/forum/seattle/88756-picture-thread-seattle-see-what-has.html
i figured out how to make a link.

I goofed off on Facebook earlier and now I wish I had not done so. Law school students gross me out. It was a sea of beautiful women and over-pampered ass holes.
And over-achievers.
Ok, I am just an under-achiever and I am jealous. A certain transfer student named Allen is on his way to Europe after being offered a job where he worked this summer. Piss face---I am off to the video store and I have no job leads much less offers. I am very jealous of all of the kids who are traipsing off to Europe on all of their summer money from high paying jobs due to their stellar grades. I screw up my first semester and will be paying for it for perhaps the rest of my life. I have this horrible image of me working in public interest work and struggling to pay rent and patching my suits with elbow patches all while trying to pay off my student loans.

Irritation

I'm frustrated. There are oh so many things irritating me right now, and only a few of them are in my control.
I'm bored and I am sick of waking up after 2 in the afternoon and not being able to fall asleep until after 4 in the morning. I realize the last 2 are connected, but even after 4 sleeping pills, I still don't feel sleepy.

Starting next week I will not be bored--I will be way too busy for boredom. I would prefer to not be bored due to the throngs of wonderful people vying for my attention, but that would require finding throngs of wonderful people. I know a few, and they pretty much leave me to myself.

I have a deal with a friend--we both have to go on a 'real' date within the next 8 weeks. I will keep you updated on this--I don't have the best outlook on dating right now. I don't think dating sucks or men suck, but I just can't imagine meeting someone I would be interested in who would also be interested in me. That's really the kicker--they need to be interested in me, otherwise it's just kidnapping--and I ain't getting busted for that again.

I decided to look online--just to see what is out there. Why did I do that? I know who is online in this town looking for love: perverts and losers. There's just no way around it--I am going to have to leave my home to find men to date. I kept waiting for men to come knocking on my door---never happened.

And I would just like to say that only supermodels meet men at the grocery store. I hate, hate, hate women's magazines that say: Find Romance in the Dairy Isle and other craptastic nuggets of lies. Maybe I should read BBW to find out where dumpy chicks meet men. They will probably say in the ice cream isle. I hate fashion magazines.

Once again: I am irritated. My life is boring. I want a boyfriend. I want to meet some more intelligent people to hang out with. I want some current uncomfortable inter-personal situations to resolve quickly in my favor--whatever that means. I wish I knew where I wanted to live after I graduate--and I wish I had a killer job lined up. I can get all of these things, right?

I am giving myself deadlines in a public space to make myself do things.
1. Go out and socialize 3 times a week starting this week, or next week.
2. Get a boyfriend or boyfriend-ish person by Christmas.
3. Try to meet one new person a week.
4. Cultivate friendships better starting NOW.
5. Starting this week: contact alumni in cool cities or with cool jobs.
6. Decide by January on a city to live in.

That's all I can think of for now. Suggestions?

While researching Lisa Loeb, I found this interesting site:
http://www.airtroductions.com/Anonymous/Login.aspx
You choose who sits next to you on a plane ride--it is a dating service.
Plane romance has a bad connotation for me, but I do admit to hoping a handsome man will be seated next to me on every flight I have ever taken.

Lisa Loeb's sister

Speaking of persons lacking talent, go to Debbie Loeb's MySpace and listen to the sweet jams she is shilling. I'll wait.
http://www.myspace.com/debbieloeb

Shitty techno circa 2000 updated with video game samples. So very bad. But she totally has the Dallas look doesn't she? Dallas women are vain--the end.
I listened to all of her songs--the second song is a remix of the first song for those of you who were all "no, don't let the music stop" when the first song ended. Man this is bad music. Be sure not to miss the ballad version of Faraway. And yet, I like her for some reason.

Did you know Lisa Loeb is a bitch in real life? That's the word on the street. I am doing some research on her right now, and I will post all of my Lisa Loeb findings in a future post. I get the feeling Lisa Loeb would work my nerves with her trendy eye-wear and schmarmy music. We would not be friends. But I would totally hang out with her sister Debbie--wouldn't listen to her music, but I could hang.

Starting Over

I decided to enter the blogosphere once again--what's that I hear? Cheering..the sound of grown men weeping with joy..women tearing their clothes and pulling their hair out with desire? ahh, but you are too much.