life in forward motion.

oh, oh, 3 posts in less than two weeks. i'm getting better.

so, i've been job hunting. to no avail. apparently to get a job in this town you have to know people. specifically the mob. should i be putting this in writing? if the mob reads this, i do love y'all. you're my favorite. i love italian food. :) at any rate, hallmark is supposed to call me back later today. they look like the best bet thus far. this is getting irritating though. i've managed to get enough between loans and scholarships to have paid for this upcoming semester at school, but my bank account has not yet recovered from this last semester's drive home (gas prices! ouch!!) and vacation (yes, i had to have that t-shirt). and i'd like to be able to buy food when i get back to va, preferably before i go back to work... that would be nice. never fear, the most important has already been paid for (harry potter :)), but if i don't get a job soon, my bank account won't be the only thing suffering; my ears might actually fall off from my mom's nagging -- the downside to saving money by living at home over the summers...

ah well, i'm passing time by doing what i love, reading harry potter. i was reading through all the books before the release of the final, and i'm about halfway through ootp now. i think i'll get back to that in a bit. actually, i was gonna work on my car this weekend (which is a prayer request in and of itself) and switch out the car sterio in my dad's clunker for the one in mine. long story, but the gist of it is that my dad's old clunker was my first car and went to him when i bought my newer car. at any rate, when i was driving ol' myrtle and i didn't know if i'd be able to buy a new car before i went off to school, but knew i needed one, i was fixing up myrtle and i bought a new sterio and installed it (which, incidentally, i don't recommend; pay the money to have it installed. i almost shocked the crap out of myself and i blew out the sterio i'd bought. fortunately walmart didn't ask questions when i brought it back and they exchanged it for a new one no prob :)). later, actually about two weeks before i left for va, i had saved up enough money for a "new" car (it was new to me) and with a little help from my grandparents (which they've never let me forget; i love my family) i bought daisy (i name my cars, yes), my beautiful blue/green 97 cavalier, complete with penguin steering wheel cover and pink palm tree freshener hanging from the rearview. she has had to have work off and on, and will probably need a bit more before i return again to va in august, but she's my baby. enter issue. her sterio sucks. and i paid for the one in myrtle. and i want mine back. my dad says it's his. i might strangle him with his oxygen tube. mom says i should just wait till he's taking a nap saturday and work on it. which i will. he hasn't even driven myrtle in like four or five months. last i heard, she wasn't starting. my sterio. oh well, that's my plan for the weekend. pray i don't electrocute myself. because i would. anyhoo, i'm out.