Money's slowly running out. I really need to kick start that whole job hunting thing. I sent out a few resumes in the past couple weeks but unfortunately, I only want one of them. The freelance writing thing is fun and all, but it barely allows me to make the minimum on my credit cards.
Mother Earth forwarded me another job and I sent in the app for that one but the closing date is Sept. 13 which means I shouldn't exactly be clearing my schedule for an interview from that one.
Mother actually came through with a job prospect that they are reportedly desperately hiring for. And the money's really quite excellent. The catch is that it's a bit of a moral gray area for me. It's something I'm thoroughly unqualified for but I guess since they're so desperate, they're hiring anybody they can. The really sad part is that in some cases, they're going with people who only got their high school diplomas.
If I do get offered this one, I have a feeling that Vegas in October would be out of the question.
Ball Ripper said that I really should consider staying unemployed till then. But damn, with the Voicestream bills skyrocketing, I really don't know how much longer I can hold off.
Plus the materialistic bastard that I am, I really want a digital camera. And a CD burner. And a Gameboy Advanced. And this book on Chinatown. And I really need to move out very soon or else I'll kill my grandmother.
Yeah, that's really the only reason why I'm job hunting. So I can buy stuff. Who says I'm not ambitious?
Jeepers Creepers was a pretty passable horror movie except they really could've explained the origins of the monster a bit more. I mean, isn't that why you include a character who's psychic? The Predator monster: fine that's pretty cut and dry, you can figure out what his background is without looking at a resume, but the creature in this movie. You really gotta establish rules and shit. Don't feed them after midnight, keep them out of the sunlight, etc. Am I making any sense? This is probably why the Honky Editor took the movie reviews away from me. They come, they take our land, bring disease, and hog the freelance articles. Fuckers.
Speaking of fuckers, I don't mean to ego trip, but I have this strange feeling that Overpublished is beginning to follow my moves. There's a life lesson: never do a book review for a "close" friend and if you do, lie through your fucking teeth. "No no no. The story wasn't confusing just for the sake of being confusing, of course not! It was, umm, challenging. Yeah, that's the ticket."
Back to the movie at hand. The ending... I know it makes sense for the story and blah blah blah, but still, what a fucking bummer. I guess I feel like I'm in no position to really complain about this movie since I saw it for free. I fucking love having friends in the ticket ripping industry.