Jobs.

My roommate has a lot of problems. I'm not entirely sure why I keep him around. Maybe it's because he's as messy as I am. It's nice not to get grief over being a slob for once.

He's just...not right, somehow. He's scatterbrained in ways that disturb me. It started out with him not knowing how to make coffee or clear the lint trap in the dryer. It's since moved on to him not knowing how to listen--I tell him something, and thirty seconds later he has no idea what I just said. He's like a goldfish.

He just managed to get fired from Wal-Mart and I have serious doubts that he can get a new job before I have to kick him out. I don't really want to--it's hard to find a roommate and I can't afford to live on my own--but if I have to, I have to.

He's applying for a job helping students prep for the ACT/SAT and I'm getting the feeling he's putting all his eggs in that one basket. My roommate is unkempt, has poor people skills, and looks like, well, someone who works at Wal-Mart. I think he's going to have to put out a lot of applications before someone hires him. He seems to think he'll just go out there and find a job as a 26-year-old college student with nothing but retail experience, or at least a job he wants.

At the same time, this gets me thinking: I could find a better job, if I wanted to. I've just fallen into this rut of going to the same work and doing the same thing that it seems impractical to go out looking. Why mix up what works?

But if I could make more money...

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I have never written in this thing before. I think I will start. It's nice having a place to rant that (for the time being) is rather far away from the people who would typically read what I write. There is so much in the way of politics when it comes to having any sort of journal that people (friend and foe alike) can read.

So, then, I think I will treat this more as my "vent about things" space than my "hey, here's what's happening with me" space. Hopefully nobody I know catches on.

Anyway, as this is my first post I think I will bitch about the things that I will be consistently bitching about. I think that that is pretty much everything.

I hate school and am ready to drop out. It simply doesn't seem worth it anymore.

I consistently meet attractive, intelligent, funny women who happen to be married or taken already. I don't meet single people who possess the above attributes.

I am poor. I get paid enough to get by and that's about as far as it goes.

I don't enjoy the jobs that pay me poorly, but who really does?

I am single, broke, lonely, overstressed, and have no visible escape from any of it. Hoorah.

That's it for now. I'm not in a pity-party mood, at least not enough to go past what I've already put down.