My life is lame. LAME! I do nothing. The highlight of my week thus far was a bad rom-com with Lis.
Seriously, WTF!. I was reading posts from a little while ago and my life was fascinating. Even if I do say so myself. Everyday was an adventure. Everyday was a new experience. And now, the highlight of my day is catching up with 90210.
I love that I have been able to hang with my friends, b/c I am a co-dependent loser. But I need to live a life again. And don't get me wrong. I have been applying for jobs, just in case. But no one is calling me back. I AM EMPLOYABLE!
Sure I am picky. I don't want to work for the gov't b/c I think that would be horribly boring. And I don't want to get stuck working for a corporation, b/c again I think that would be boring. I want the flavor that is agency life. I want to do a lot of shit for a lot of clients. I don't want to write newsletters or edit annual reports.
Ok, so enough of that. It is thanksgiving weekend. What am I thankful for? I am thankful that I am not dead.
Oh, yeah. Read this stat today, and again, seriously, WTF!??
Yale and Harvard researchers found that 30-year-old white, college-educated single women had only a 20 per cent chance of finding husbands. At age 40, the probability fell to 2.6 per cent -- they were "more likely to be killed by a terrorist".