My Life

Sometimes I let my hopes go soaring far beyond the grey walls of my life. For a while I let myself think that for no rational reason I could end up loving and being loved. It isn't true, of course. It isn't true because I write things like this, whiny self absorbed tracts and when it comes right down to it I am both too picky and not attractive enough to ever hook up with any sane person. So what I need to do is find a job that I can tolerate and just get out of my parents' house, because that is the best I can hope for.

Fortunately it is coming sooner rather than later. My mom didn't have to have as serious of surgery as they had thought so therefore she'll be recovered in virtually no time flat and I don't have to spend the next two months helping her around the house. So back to job hunting looking for a job for a morose bookkeeper.