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December 7th, 2004

Joined a gym today. My gut is telling me it’s a good move – literally.

I really have no reason not to be in the best shape of my life right now. After thirty it’s going all down hill anyway. A gym in my area has a pool, so I’ll get to start swimming again. There’s an empty space in my soul that can be filled only by swimming. Yep, I said it. What Bitch.

Graduate school deadlines loom large on the horizon, and though I have turned in my application materials, I’m still relying on the two professors writing my letters of recommendation to honor their end of the deal. I’ve never felt comfortable relying on others. Especially when they cradle my future in their jittery, poorly manicured clutches. I’m hoping the one professor didn’t lose my letter in her monstrous camel-toe. Ah well.

My master’s degree is pretty much the only thing on my horizon right now. My current employment situation is an unfortunate one. After completing two phases of the management trainee program offered by Prudential Overall Supply, I decided to entrench myself in their corporate sales division. I don’t like sales. It’s not to say that I’m bad at it. I just don’t like it. However, it’s better than rousting my ass out of bed at five in the morning to deliver laundry. I pretty much set my own schedule, and I get a decent base salary, which I shall collect until my boss comes to the unfortunate and devastating realization that I’m really not too thrilled to be working there. I reckon a good six months pay can be squeezed out of said laundry business before said realization is realized.

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