Sunday, October 09, 2005
My school's massive career fair occurs Wednesday, for which I need to print up a nice resume in the hopes of landing a decent summer internship or something somewhere. I rather wish I was male, sometimes, so that I might work a construction job for the summer, earn muy dinero, and take a lighter job during the academic year. But no... I am merely a girl, with poor upper-arm strength, even for a girl. Plus, I do not measure or level things. That may explain why everything I build falls to pieces.
At noon I put away my laundry, then dressed out to ellipticize. Upon exiting the building, I discovered that the sky was falling raindrops, the heavy kind that hurt like airborne foreign government propaganda. My dorm lies on the far opposite side of campus, so I sidetracked to my place of employment to break my fast and wait for the rain to cease. However, it has not slackened, and I work in an hour, so I must reluctantly vanish presently to ready myself.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 11:35 AM]