Hi. Are you still here?

Really? I’m super boring right now, I apologize. I’m pretty uninterested with myself at the moment. The highlights of my days involves going to grocery stores and being amazed that I can purchase greek yogurt and hard liquor at the same establishment. No joke, I feel like an alien back here. I also stare at Redbox dispensers and think about the possibilities of renting DVDs. IDK. You guys, this is my life now (for the meantime).

I’m excited to accomplish the most mundane tasks because they’re the kick starters to getting my feet off the ground. For example, I’m going to the DMV tomorrow to replace my lost driver’s license. I’m actually really looking forward to this, no sarcasm. I would go right now if I could… I’m hating my current state of immobility. Hating. It. Severely.

I woke up this morning and immediately began working on my personal identity for my portfolio website. I hope to have it completely updated by the end of the week so I can start applying to jobs ASAP. Apparently I only require three full weeks of funemployment. I do not enjoy not working, as much as my ass goes on vacation—I fully enjoy the hustle. Also, I need that steady source of income so I can get out of my parent's house. GAH.

People tell me all the time that my life sounds as if I’m the protagonist of a movie being filmed. If that’s the case we’re at that really slow and pathetic part where the woman over 30 leaves her cool life in NYC to move back to her parent’s house in the suburbs of the Bay Area while she figures out how to piece together a fresh start back in SF.

Fuck, that sounds so lame. WHY DID I DO THAT?

I’m joking. If you could hear me right now I’m laughing. This is exactly where I’m supposed to be, as sllllllloooooowwww as it hurts me. It will just be like that for a little while, my movie-life picks up for sure… Guaranteed. #faith

Until then... everyone go to the bathroom or buy snacks or some shit, cause I’m yawning over here myself.