Monday, January 24, 2011

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That's how I express my frustration if you haven't gotten that already.

Since Thursday, I've gone to sleep with the help of nyquil every night.  I thought I was feeling better so I tried to go without it last night.  But every time I started to fall asleep, I woke myself up with fits of dry coughs.  The kind that gives you muscle spasms and even headaches.  I was trying to go to sleep and I ended up giving myself a headache!  So an hour later I gave in and took some nyquil.

Dry, post-cold coughs are worse than flegmy coughs.  For sure.

There's always something to worry about it seems.  I've already gone over the list that constantly stresses me and makes me break out.  And now it's finally here.  This graduate needs to find a job.  I can only imagine this is how my classmates felt the monday after graduation.  At least the ones who didn't have summer school like I did.  Pretty much anyone I talk to says to enjoy the unemployment, working sucks and the like.  But I don't think I can avoid it any longer.  And while it's nice to wake up on my own time, the hour eventually arrives when I'm just bored and everyone is at work.  What to do?

So I'll keep sending out my resume and apply to odd jobs here and there.  For the mean time, I have an ever growing instant queue on netflix.

You know.. if you were interested in a play by play on my life as of right now.



There is a land called passive aggressiva... and I am there queen.

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