my life is pretty blah. not really doing much except working in carrie's house of sweat and dirt and nasty 'ol bugs and boxes. ugh. i am so pooped and dirty when i come home, that i can't even do anything. i went to go workout on monday, that was an accomplishment. hahah. jimmy told me about the slot machine exercise machines.. haha. funny. i also bought lots of food for me to pack lunches each day for work. haha. the best part about living at home is that your parents pay for your food. oh yea.

i've been contemplating a little but about the job market. i found out that the real world is going to begin shooting in san diego these upcoming months (san diego!!??) yea.. sucks that it's right after i frikkin graduate. so my sister's friend is the director and she tried to pull some strings but they are all staffed up.. (figures), but they're always looking for interns. first of all i don't know if that would work because i wouldn't be able to get school credit. and isn't in incredibly insane to move back to somewhere where i just moved from to work for an unpaid job? i mean.. sure i could MAYBE get promoted, i could maybe get good contacts, or that would be my foot in, and when am i EVER going to get to work on the real world and it would be an AMAZING opportunity. but there's just too many conflicting factors.. argh!! why couldn't i have stayed another year. crap. what do i do?

in other news.... today after work carrie and i wanted to go to hooters for their happy hour specials of $2.50 for 10 wings. it was my attempt to recover from my pizza port nostalgia (didn't quite work though). we totally stuff ourselves with wings and celery and then shopped a bit in santa monica. but before that i had to go to carrie's to shower because i was gross and didn't feel like going to go eat with cobwebs in my hair, so i followed her back to her apartment and on the way home, waiting to get into his car with his guitar was this HOTT guy with curly blond hair and amazing blue eyes. (and yes this was in my 5 second glance.) but he was so good looking, carrie noticed too. we squealed like school girls. oh my-lanta.