Not a whole lot going on. I've been at my "new" job for about a month now. I have to go downtown to do some training on Friday and Monday... not looking forward to that. That's funny because I always use to want to work downtown. Take the train every day, carry the briefcase, have an office on some floor that would require me to take an elevator. That all seemed like it would be great, until I realized that I want to get in, out, and home as soon as humanly possible.

I have an interview for a second/summer job on Saturday. It's nothing major, but it might be cool. Any extra money is a plus, as always. If I get this job I figure I'll start paying off my student loans, which I've yet to incur, and pad my savings. It might actually get me to get serious about the gym again too. I've still been seeing a lower number every time I get on the scale... somehow. I'm probably just losing muscle, but I don't feel that out of shape again, yet.

But speaking job wise, I refuse to work weekends and to take too much shit at this point. I'm part time, in school, and whatever I'm doing now is not my career. When I graduate I'll give more of myself and take more corporate bullying. But for now, like my grandpa said to me: "If you had any hair on your ass, you’d tell them they don’t get exclusivity for a pittance."