Life, School, Job.....

[whogeek]

So, it has been brought to my attention that I should probably post about what's been going on in my life recently.

In the past couple weeks I finished out the semester and moved back home(3 A's, 3 C's).  Now I've been looking for a job for the summer, and having.... moderate luck?  I guess.  Well, I'm trying to find something to do over the summer, because otherwise I'll end up selling knives again, which wasn't so awesome the first time around.  But, I've had one interview today, and I've turned in several other applications at various places, so, hoping one of those works out! :D

But, anyways.... muses are kinda quiet at the moment, which is good, because I'm trying to write up my resume, which is slightly confusing and mostly annoying.

I do have several plot bunnies in my plot-bunny-hutch(yes, I had to make a hutch for them all, they were getting out of control).  So, hopefully I can get to writing some of those after I've got a job pinned down and a more stable schedule.  And hopefully my dad will get a car shortly there-after, and I'll get to use the Van.  :)

Comments

[jetpack-angel.livejournal.com]

Selling knives sounds interesting, but I'm guessing it wasn't all that fabulous of an occupation. Good luck with the job hunting. Yay, transportation!

Yeah, I hated writing my resume. Most annoying part for me was remembering the dates of when I worked at places. Anything I can help with?

[jetpack-angel.livejournal.com]

Oh, and I have a bit of good news: one of the people on the DreamWidth comm fucking_meds may have named the source of my keel-overs and monthly swearing God for an uncooperative pelvic region. This bastard is a good description of some of my symptoms during Midol Week and has been known to occasionally flare up outside of Midol Week. The sucky part is that there's no cure, and the only treatment that really works is surgery. I can't help but wonder, is this where all my extra estrogen's gone?

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[whogeek.livejournal.com]

Kitchen knives, which have awesome blades, but really, only an awesome job when your appointments actually show up. I'll be quite pleased to get a job at one place, because it looks like fun, and I'm very much a social creature.

No, I found a template, and if I really need help I can ask parents/neighbors/etc for help.

Well, that's good, even if the descriptions make me cringe and want to curl up into a ball.

Oh, and the Van needs new tires, because the ones it has are almost bald.