I'll be your best-kept secret and your biggest mistake.

I feel that I've had so many ANTM recaps here recently that I need to make a real entry before I post the newest one.

I have time to begin this entry while my crappy work computer restarts. You know your computer is old and crappy when you try to put a picture on the page and it says "out of memory." One would think that a media outlet would have better technology, so they can persist in getting the important, breaking news without having to restart their computer 150 times a day.

One would be wrong.

I'm really trying not to be so negative about everything around me, but it's kind of difficult to do that when I hate my job so much, it's almost physically painful to get up in the morning. The job hunt is going slooooooowly. I've sent, at present moment, 32 resumes. I've had a paper in Nebraska call me and I've spoken to a guy in New York. Truth be told, it's my lack of geography skills that led me to apply in Nebraska, as I was under the (mistaken) impression that it was closer to Michigan, in the vicinity of Ohio. I'm willing to move north, but I'm not looking to move to the midwest. I have nothing against the midwest, but I do, in fact, have something against constant tornadoes. I actually have a great fear of tornadoes.

Also, the job wouldn't pay much more than I'm making now, and I'm not willing to move to a place under constant tornado threat to make not much more than I am now, and to begin work at 6:30 a.m.

Now the New York job. . .I want that so badly, it's almost a physical want.

Ok, now I'm finished with work and I'm waiting for Carrie to finish so we can get food and then watch ANTM so I can bring you another fabulous recap.

Anyway, the New York job. It would be like if the Life section here had an actual staff, had its own reporters and photographers, rather than having everything done by just me. I would be a writing member of that staff in the New York job.

Nick's leaving Tuesday for England. I'm. . .you know, I'm glad he's getting the opportunity and all that stuff best friends are supposed to do, but I'm actually not pleased he's leaving. Back when I was in the midst of my "relationship," I told myself, yeah, I'd be fine when he left, because I had The Guy in my life, and so I had, you know, male attention. Since that "relationship" exploded in a glorious and fantastic fashion, I'm back to where I started, and back to. . .whatever. I don't really want to talk about it, actually.

I went to the Mountain State Fair yesterday with Carrie, Frank, Steph, Joel, and their friend Chris. It was pretty cool, since I got the opportunity to take a lot of pictures, and any place where I have the opportunity to take a lot of photos is fine with me. I'll put a couple up later. My photo card is in my car at the moment, and I'm entirely too lazy to go down and get it.

That's all for now, I suppose. I'll go for more cheerful next time.