But what does that have to do with the price of tea in China? Nothing. So why is it that every time I drive past a Marathon, or a Speedway, the giant sign listing today’s prices have raised about four more cents. It’s amazing people from across the border in Illinois come over here like, “this gas is cheap” cuz shit, their gas is like 3.07 at the highest spots. I just bet 2.84 be lookin real good after that. I’m seriously thinking about getting me one of those hybrid joints that u can make run off of corn. Imagine if every car made after this year was made to run off of Ethanol5. Indiana would be like the Middle East n shit, we’d be getting bombed for our corn supply by our own government. I bet the whole state would be Republican majority….wait, it already is. Okay, sorry ya’ll. On another note, it seems like applying to one of the seven jobs I applied to on Friday paid off. It was actually this place that a friend sent to me on email from a job bank. I faxed my resume promptly to the Indianapolis headquarters on Friday and received a call back on Monday. Now as for the interview, I know not exactly when I will get a call from this manager guy “Ed”. I try to make myself available and up at home so that I can be coherent and cleary eyed when, if he calls. So far this morning, no luck. It seems to be the best lead on a job I’ve had since the railroad thing. It’s Administrative Clerk Support (read secretary, liason) and it pays 9 bucks an hour (much better than I’ve made so far) full-time 8-5 M-F NO WEEKENDS (for those who DON’T know, that’s the knock right there) and 401K, holidays and vacation time. Basically I would be getting paid to do what I love, organization and communication. I am trying not to bank all of my hopes on this like I started to do with the railroad gig. I am just waiting to see who I will hear from next, in the meantime, I’m doing more job scouting. Actually, not today cuz it’s raining and Black Sheba is a lil damp inside, but on another day.
My homie Courtney came up to visit on Sunday. She didn’t have to make the trip but she did, just to hang out for a couple of hours and help me out of some hard times. That is my homie, if she ever needed anything I got her back. Missy and Shelby too. LOL I think she knows that, but at the same time, its just nice to say. It’s great to have really good friends.
I’m having trouble being convinced that I might be starting to really like someone. I mean, right now my guard is up like never before because I am trying to work on myself and get my life together before I get back into a relationship but…I can’t help slowly being convinced that this person has my best interest at heart and genuinely thinks I’m wonderful. Sometimes you can doubt yourself because you are so used to people telling you one thing, and then saying something opposite the next. My life has been full of jerk arounds and disappointments. Not just in other people but myself and the best way for me to prevent any of that happening is taking everything with a grain of salt. But after so much sugar, there is no way I can be salty. LOL. Sometimes I ask myself if I made the right choice allowing myself to be open to talking to other people once I got out of a relationship. I mean, I am still so fragile about the situation and about the person, but after I while I began to believe, maybe things happened the way that they did for a reason. For some reason I could not really feel myself growing with the last person as much as I might have made an impact on him. I felt like we were supposed to be in each other’s lives for the moment that we were and maybe all that’s left of it is an incredible friendship. Things like this are tricky, being friends with your ex, and starting to up the frequency of dates with someone that you formerly tried to ignore. I don’t think going out on dates with this person is impeding my growth or progression. He’s more like someone giving me faith that there are other good guys in the world who can have a woman’s best interest at heart. I genuinely believe that.
Desperately Seeking Me,
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