footnotes of recent events

Advertising* class tonight*. Still unemployed*. Cash flow problems continue*. Dating sucks*.

*1...Once I found out that the final grade doesn't depend on any textbook reading whatsoever, I stopped reading the book. It was incredibly dry anyway, so I doubt that I'm missing much*.

*2...The final project is due in a week and I have yet to start. Mental note: start very soon. Of course, it's all in my head, I just have to go through the process of actually 'doing it', which remains the major stumbling block in the whole assignment process. I'm very much looking forward to the day when we can stick a disc straight into our brain and download information that way without all the typing, writing and working.

*3...I recently heard that my first choice of employers will most likely be a bust. Here's the brief version; two openings, four candidates called in for second interviews. But, two other people were granted first interviews. The hr guy said that if they liked either of the two 'first interview' people, they would be granted second interviews and that would push the whole decision making process back three or four weeks. It doesn't sound like someone will actually be hired for these positions until well into 2006 at this rate*. Of course, it might just mean that they were less than impressed with the four 'second interview' candidates...except for me, of course.

*4...Was out Saturday night. Needed money. Went to the ATM machine and realized that my mac card was no where to be found. I remember getting it in the mail months ago (new city, new bank, new mac card) and stuck it in a drawer somewhere (to prevent the easy access to my rapidly depleting funds). Left with three bucks in the big city, I had to hit my buddy up for a 'loan' (which I hate to do). The next day, after a strenuous search of the house, the card had seemingly vanished from my possession. I am now mac cardless until a trip to the bank to beg and plead for a replacement card takes place. Hopefully, no charge will be assessed but, for some reason, I doubt that I'll be this lucky.

*5...Dating sucks. The last few dates I've been on have not caused any blood to rush to any organs of note. And by 'any organs' I mean 'no organs'. Brain, heart or other, more pertinent, organs. So no further calling will be taking place from my phone to these women. Yes, it's the grade school solution to unwanted situations...ignore, and the problem will go away. And yes, I feel like a cad...but not enough of a cad to actually call them again.

*6...This is how I'm justifying the whole not reading thing.

*7...Actually, these people all seem like a bunch of idiots and I'm secretly happy that I won't be working for them*.

*8...Yes, I'm justifying again.