Okay, it's only day three and I'm already going to break a rule. I
just got home from work and I can't stay awake. I haven't been this
tired in a long time, so I'm writing this and then I'll have to
finish this page when I wake up, which may be after midnight. Night
night! I'm back. It's 8:28 AM on 1-21-2013. I'm so ashamed. Oh
well. I could not keep my eyes opened, but I got a good rest. In
bed by 8:00 PM. What an old man. Anywho, in pursuit of my new
writing career, I thought, “Hey, let's look into taking a creative
writing class down at the local community college!” You know, to
start networking or schmooze my way into getting a mentor – stuff
like that. Well, holy hell, it's 500 bucks! Granted, you can take
two courses and it costs exactly the same, but I don't have $500 to
spend either way, so the point is moot. I want to visit my brother
and sister-in-law today, so I want to get this done quickly. I'm
going to bring pie and nachos, so, like, how can they refuse, eh?
I've been thinking about how I want to address my audience in this
“journal”. Like that last sentence, I almost just used my
brother and sister-in-law's names, as you would if you were just
writing for yourself. But then I started thinking about the wider
audience if this ever went public or had to be marketed. Not so much
from a privacy standpoint, just from a less-awkward-to-read
standpoint. Either way, if it ever got to that point, there would be
enough proofreading and rewrites that something like that could
easily be changed in those processes. On to the Sims 3... I
finished “me” and my new house. I made it as lifelike as
possible, but I need a job badly. I have “walls” but no “wall
coverings” inside and out, and “I” am not happy. And that
stuff costs money. Oh, I had to move the TV, which is in my bedroom
in real life, out into the common area (kitchen/dining room), because
he won't sit on the bed to watch it and he looks dumb having to stand
to watch TV. I think I'll refer to him in the third person from now
on, since I sometimes need to differentiate between something “I”
do in the game and something the sim does. I'm sorta feeling the
need for paragraphs, but I'd feel like I'm cheating. I have to
decide on my sim's career. I want it to be something I could
realistically do. Like I couldn't be a cop or doctor in real life,
for example. I also don't want to choose a career I wouldn't want to
do in real life, like Business or Criminal. That leaves Culinary,
Journalism, and Politics. Hey, I thought you didn't want to be a
criminal. Ba-dum-dum. In case you didn't know, the job market
sucks, if I may digress. All the go-getter corporate slave minds are
being forced to take more menial jobs. Menial jobs that us
not-as-ambitious types count on for our livelihoods! I went for an
interview for a shitty call center job a few weeks back. I wore my
polo shirt and nice tan Docker-knockoffs. So I get there and I'm
pointed to a waiting room filled with people in business suits and
briefcases and they just looked like people I wouldn't particularly
like in the outside world. I wanted to scream, “What the hell are
you people doing here? Go run a board meeting or play golf or ride
around in your Rolls or whatever it is you corporate-types do! Stop
taking our jobs! (Yeah. South Park. I know. Move along.) For
fuck's sake, this is just some SHITTY JOB!” Seriously, this
country is fucked if these corporate-looking fuckers are scrounging
for our shit jobs. Seriously. That's why I'm forced to work at
Wal-mart. Don't get me wrong. I appreciate the job and it's really
not as bad as you might think. The only problem I have with it is
that the pay sucks. And it's coming up on a year of me working there
trying to find something else and there's nothing out there. Nothing
except fast food. I've worked fast food, and again, I don't have a
problem with the work; it's just that the pay sucks. I can't get
ahead in my life AT ALL. I'm stagnated. It's been a year since I
moved in with Chris and I am none-the-better financially. I always
have a TV or music on, because I hate having a moment to my thoughts.
I start feeling really hopeless. Anyway, so Culinary, Journalism,
or Politics! I checked on indeed.com and there's not much in the way
of the first two in this area and I wouldn't even begin to know how
to get into politics, beyond being a volunteer. So Politics might be
out from the get-go. I'll dive a little deeper into this today or
tomorrow and hopefully make an informed decision. I have to do this
in real life too! Scary stuff! And my sim just made his first three
wishes: “Learn Writing Skill”, “Take a Class in the Writing
Skill” (Oh my god! That is freaking weird!), and “Order Pizza”.
Uh oh, I think I made him too good. Poor bastard.
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