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6/02/2001 02:28:00 AM
There's nothing quite like a drunken Job search...

I'm still up, and while i know that noone has read this since i wrote my last entry, suffice to say that I'm just continuing a cycle of drunken bloggins. You shoud be happy. You guys love this stuff, right? I tried to look for work just now, and I found yet another job with the company which is based out of the building we have dubbed as the "bad Guy HQ". They always have job openings there and they always require 3-7 years of experience in sattelite training, but I don;'t have any such training or experience. I just want to make something meaningful, and right now the only useful government entity I can think of is NASA. The rest of the agencies are concenred with strupid politics and shit. It's like when some of your friends are mad at some other friends, and you think it's real stupid because they ought to be focussing their efforts on putting a man on Mars. KnowhutImean?

6/02/2001 02:12:00 AM
the detailed life of the drunken me

Once, my dad told a story about our pet dog going to the vet and shooting it's own feces out like it was a machine gun. That was an odd story to hear from the man who made you, but it happened. I'm fairly drunk tonight and it's going alright. I already wrote a lot of semi-meaningful stuff in kevin's yearbook-type-thing and on his computer, but most of that was nonsense. Now that I'm on my own turf I can be BRUTALLY HONEST.

let me let you in on a little secret

Kevin and I (and Adam) got fairly drunk tonight in preparation for a night on the town. The trouble with bars is the large amount of money they expect in return for their services. So, we circumvented them by drinking on our own first, then heading to the bar for a single solitary beer. We saw nicolette, but that wasn't a very intimate encounter.

give me my own parking space

I have a handicap, and it is my inability to be emotionally open with all of my close friends. When I'm drunk I almost get there, but I'm far to logical. Even Leonard Nimoy may find me "Highly Illogical". I have a dream, and it is to be the next Leonard Nimoy. Can anyone top that? Sorry, it is impossible.

if blogging is a crime, color me Chaotic Good

If I could possibly pursue a career of playing D+D and Pokemon, I surely would. I've had big dreams of making Virtual Joel into a tool to get me a job, but let's face the facts.. I have a degree but no real experience.... I can do basic Electrical Engineer stuff, but most of the jobs in that field are "Help-Desk" or "technician" type things. When will I beprofessional that the State Of Florida paid for me to be?

6/01/2001 10:35:00 AM
Desparate times call for desparate pleasures

OK, It's the end of the week and I'm still not gainfully employed. I have a couiple of interviews set up with Temp Agencies for NEXT week, which means it's unlikely that I'll be employed before a week from now. I've got plenty of resumes out there though, so it's possible that someone might call me and carry me off on the wings of angels to a world where the money flows like a cool mountain stream. I'll probably have to swallow my pride and take out a loan from M+D if I don't hear anything soon, though. I'm not happy about that. Not at all. But, when you have $145 to your name, these are the options that just make sense.

All no work and No Play makes Joel a dull dude

So, even though I do spend at least 5-6 hours a day looking for work (which is no easy feat because I'm already seeing the same job postings over and over and over), I still find time to play POkemon and drums and Frisbee Golf and Magic. There's a magic tournament this weekend, and it'll cost about $16. Then there's aa Disc Golf Tournament the NEXT weekend which will run about $7. That's $21 I won't be spending on food, but it's all going to help me in the end. As an employer, which would you prefer; a healthy, bored-out-of-his-skull employee, or a malnourished entertained one? Well, I'll be choice three: Dead and having a rootin'-tootin' blast!

5/29/2001 11:29:00 AM
SO maybe I am worthless

Today was supposed to be the day I'd be back at work, and I intend to get to temping by the end of today if I can muster up the ability to head out on the metro and check out who wants to pay me to do their odd-jobs. From what I hear, Temps are treated poorly and have to do all the crap that noone else ever wants to do. Maybe an experience like that will kickstart me on the path to what I really want to do. I'm looking for divine inspiration. I feel like I'm some sort of puzzle that I'll never figure out and I may well be doomed to walk the earth without any sort of direction at all. I took a brain-test online yesterday which didn't really tell me anything. It said I was More Analytical and Experimental, and Less Feeling and Safe-keeping. So maybe I should stop Experimentaing Anally and start Feeling Safe? Wah-Wah!

Pokeman Mad Fever

I've been playing a lot of POkemon on the gameboy lately, but not exclusively. I play it while I'm doing other things, like riding in a car with people or walking around a store or writing messages on the computer (Like i am now). The problem is that I'm trying to power up my lil' pokemans and it takes a long long time and it can be tedious, so I wouldn't want to do it alone or I'd feel like I'm wasting my time, whereas if I incorporate it into another tedious activity, it is no longer a waste of time. The equation looks like this:

[Time Waster] + [Somthing you were going to do anyway] = [Productive use of Time]

Dreams for the Future

I've been thinking a lot about things that I'd like to get accomplished in this lifetime, and writing that equation above made me think about how I'd be in Physics class in High School and imagine myself one-day discovering an equation of my own. Erica was taking an astronomy class and it made me think of meing in sixth grade and going to space camp and dreaming of being an astronaut. Sure, Space camp was a super-traumatic time for me and I'm too tall to be an astronaut, but it still might be nice to work in the space industry. When I think of things I might like doing, the thought of Graduate School comes to my mind, but I won't let myself do Grad School until I knowExactly what I'd like to pursue. I wasted enough time in school with no ideawhat I wanted and look where it got me. Plus I hate debt, so I'd want to have cash saved up before I started anything like that, and right now I have no cash and I hate waiting.

Reward Program

Speaking of things I'd like to do for a living in my life, here's two other options:

1. I got a 2 on seven holes yesterday at the disc-golf course. It was incredible. There's an amateur's tournament coming up and after a game like that you can't help but think you'd rule it, but I also threw a few 5's, so I know I'm not the disc golf Messiah. Yet.

2. When in Orlando, Brent and I worked on a song, and Brent mixed it up, added a rocking solo and redid some of the vocals, and now it's on display for the world to see. It's the first semi-serious song that Brent and I have done together, which was a big step in our friendship, because we're usually just the funniest people you know, but now we're also the most heartfelt. OK, it's not really heartfelt so much as it's about a creepy guy, but I believe we're all that creepy guy sometimes, right? The song is here.

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