Mustang Chase

They should have let this guy go on driving skills alone.

Because Crime Doesn't Pay

Unless you're smart. Unlike this guy.

My Career

I am going to say I didn't go to college to get a job.

I am being educated in an east coast college, and this is hurting my chances of getting a job.

Specifically, in Regina, Saskatchewan, where I live.

For long-term readers of this blog (2 motherf---ing years!) I have had a slew of crappy jobs. First, I was a night clerk, which meant I unloaded boxes. This made me grumpy.

Then I was a telemarketer.

I applied to a whole list of other places, but I didn't get in. Didn't even get an interview. No thanks, we're full, don't let the door hit your ass on the way out, sir please leave, we're calling the cops, help help, he's got a gun, all that noise.

I can't get a job in my field, because there's very few internship positions in Regina. I'm applying to places in Toronto, so hopefully something comes up.

If not, though, I'm going to lie. Because I am convinced the reason that I don't get jobs is because they know I'm going to be going in four months. That's why I couldn't even get hired at McDonalds.

So know, I'm going to lie. I'm going to say that I didn't go to college, that that's not the case. I'm going to say I'm in a band, that we were working on something, but that I need a job to help pay it off. So that I can work in a music store or a video store or something like that. Some place I actually want to go.

So that's my plan. This will get me a job.

Sorry for the lack of posts recently, but nothing interesting has happened. To me, at least.

Hurray for Donald Rumsfeld leaving, though.

I'll try and update more often, baby, I promise. You know I love you.

How can you say that? You talk about me coming in and out, whenever I want. I don't have another blog, baby, you're the only one I love.

Oh, c'mon, baby, let's get close.

Well, fine, then. I'll just go, then. See your sister.

Yeah, go. I'll do what I want.

...

Okay, I'm sorry, I was mad. You know I love you.

Okay, I'm coming in. Fix me a sandwich, and we'll talk.

Okay.