Friday, January 11, 2008

full-assed

i rarely do anything half-assed. well, that is actually a terrible lie. i just don't do anything i consider important half-assed, and i consider few things important. that being said, i have applied to nearly 1,000 jobs (actually, i have net-minions to do this for me, and a great many of the jobs are "2nd shift press operator", but, you get the idea) by staying up far too late. my wrist hurts from all the clicking leading to my having sympathetic feelings for those addicted to porn and afflicted with tendonitis. but do i take a break to heal my poor wrist? no! i instead show the same flagrant disregard for moderation and send my leasing minion a list of 27 apts. i want to look at and email 30 people who have sublets i'd like to see. and i have to tell you, i am really entranced by words like "workout room," "bike storage," and "doorman." couldn't tell you why - it's not like i workout or have a bike, and i can open my own doors, thank you very much. look at me being all empowered and shit.

perhaps i should be going to chicagoland (isn't that the cutest nickname you've ever heard for a city that i didn't make up?!) for more than two days...

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