So, lets review my day, step by step.

** Woke up at an absurd hour of the morning (....okay, so it was 7:30... but thats absurd when you take into account that this is ME we're talking about...) poked tentatively at my hair and decided not to argue with it. Donned "proper interview attire", and then went tromping through the forest to... *drumroll please*

** Archery... who knew that getting psyched up for a job interview would do such wonders for my aim. From the exclaimations of "damn!" from either side of me, I think it's safe to assume two things: a) I get a really determined look on my face when I'm shooting... and b) doubt any of my classmates would want to get on my bad side whilst I'm wielding a bow and arrow. Rawr ;)

** Traversed to interview, which, as it turns out, was one of two today. This was with the Community Relations office at my school. Really seems like the kind of job I could sink my teeth into... a lot of opportunity there, a lot of valuable experience I would love to have. Think I did well.... only time will tell.

** Lunch at the J, which consisted of a turkey sandwich a la doritos... C'mon, someones gotta back me up on this... you can't have a sammich without chips on it... right? I can't be the only one!

** Stopped off in the Depot, which, though it is another eatery, I generally patronize only as a dilligent student studying in a corner. Today, however, I looked at the book I should have been reading, remembered how it has never failed to induce situational narcolepsy in me, and opted to jot off a letter to my little sister. What can I say? I miss the mini-me :) Also flipped through copy of the Lumberjack (HSU's newspaper), and noted that a local casino was interviewing today for card dealers. Decided to pursue this.

** Next it was on to the bookstore, where I mailed said letter to the mini-me, along with a letter for Wendy. Yes I know, we've all got email... but what can I say? I'm old-fashioned, and I will never overcome the temptations of the paper letter.

** Off to class. Survived mind-numbingly boring Intro to English Major. I swear if I'd had to take that at the begining of my career as an English Major, I would have changed my mind! How is it that one English class can be so unfailingly dull, and the other one (Practical Crit) so much fun? Maybe if the reading we're given wasn't such a wonderful cure for insomnia...

** Western Civ. In-class writing... Not quite sure what comparing the ruling methods of Frederick II against Louis XIV will do for me in the long run, but at least it's interesting. They call Louis XIV the Sun King, and devoted almost an entire chapter to him in the book (which is odd, seeing as we're going all the way up to the 20th century in one semester...), but frankly, he seems kind of an excessive and paranoid wierdo.... v.strange.

** After class hoofed it up Cardiac Summitt to my place of residence. Spent 15 minutes catching my breath and syncronizing watches with Michelly, then hopped into the car and rode off in the direction of the aforementioned hiring casino. Played "Cecilia" (by Simon and Garfunkel) loudly. Sang along, also loudly. Arrived at place of job interview part deux. Filled out an application, waiting a while, did impressively on the math test, and then found that even though the add had claimed their willingness to work around student schedules, that they've scheduled the training classes Monday through Saturday from noon to 8pm. Okay, so if you're going to place an add claiming to offer flexible schedules for students in a UNIVERSITY newspaper, why make such a ridiculous training schedule??? Know what would happen if I accepted the job and went to the training? I'd fail my classes. Hmmmm... lets examine my priorities here... college.... job in casino.... grrrrrrrr So I just told him to forward my application and resume onto other departments. At this point I don't care if I'm dealing cards or pushing a vacuum cleaner, I need income. Seemed pleased that I'm willing to kill myself switching between a day schedule and a night schedule. Hopefully this will eventually manifest into a paycheck.

** Came home. Miraculously found my parking space still empty. Silently thanked every diety that I could think of. Layed down for a while and read one of the books for my Anthro class for a while. Relaxed. Got up, cooked ramen. Typed up disconnected blog entry.

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