Fallout

I don't care anymore. Haven't even bothered to send out any resumes since my tooth started acting up. It just seems like a waste of energy. No matter how many resumes I send out or how many interviews I get I still wind up being underqualified, or otherwise wrong for whatever position I apply for. None of the numerous Editorial Assistant jobs I've applied for have even called me in for an interview. You know the search is futile when you can't even get an interview for a job in your area of expertise.

And I don't feel bad about it either. I don't want to look for a job. I've lost my motivation. But since i don't find myself going out or doing much I don't find myselkf needing money as much, at least not for trivial shit like books and CD's and the like. I've got my computer, my television, and thats all I need really.

No one ever calls me so i don't need money to go out with anyone. I never go anywhere, especially now since i've stopped sending out resumes, so I don't need money for transportation.

I don't need anything but food, and a roof over my head. And this computer to keep me nicely sedated.
No one gives a shit if I do or don't do anything else so why the fuck even try right?

What the Hell is Wrong with my Mouth?!

So after scarfing breakfast I noticed a hard pointy protrusion on the upper right hand side of my gums. Wouldn't you know it, that impacted wisdom tooth which has never even tried to come in has miraculously broken the skin. Now my gums are all tender again. :-p Will this torture never end?

How Comforting.

You're Jame Gumb, crossdressing serial killer of women. You miss your mother terribly and love your dog to death. You're not impulsive, and you're careful not to repeat mistakes. There's a fine line between tedium and insanity, and you crossed it a long time ago.