I Am The Worst Blogger EVAH

But you know, when there's nothing going on in your world, and you've complained about everything you can possibly complain about, there really just isn't much left to write about. 

I've got a couple job prospects FINALLY, one of which I'm supposed to hear from today with an offer.  I'm trying not to be negative by saying that it is paying about $10.00 per hour LESS than my last job, and focus only on the fact that I will actually have MONEY again which, let's face it, has been a pretty foreign idea to me the last few months, but it's hard not to think about TEN!  DOLLARS!  LESS!  PER HOUR!

Gah!

Let's see, besides incessantly sending out resumes that apparently go out into a black hole somewhere never to be seen by another human, I've been drinking to pass the time.  Just kidding.

Sort of.

No, I go out now about 1 time per week (Fridays) and am fortunate enough to have friends who want to spend time with me enough that they offer things like free shots of tequila and all the beer I can drink (dangerous) if I'll just go out and be my normal, jovial self.  And, queen of denial that I am, I'm able to snap into PARTY TIME - - EXCELLENT mode pretty much whenever so - yay for that.

I start a women's pool league tonight.  No, not of the SWIMMING variety... billiards baby.  We were supposed to play for our local, regular watering hole, however we got recruited to play for a rival bar in what will surely be forever known now as poolgate, at least that's what it seems like to our "regular" bar.  But, the rival bar offered many more PERKS than our regular bar so.....sorry Kickstand.  (How sad is it that low v-neck cut pool league SHIRTS are one of said perks?  But - in my defense - they do have a rather catchy and somewhat provocative saying / play-on-words on the front of them so -  what's a girl to do?)

My daughter is now in 6th grade, and qualified this year for gifted language classes.  Which basically means tougher spelling words, much more difficult reading assignments and, most excitedly, writing competitions.  I'm so proud of her, she's such a smart ass.  Literally.

Alright ya'll, I'm outta here. 

Amber - WHERE ARE YOU?