Scheme Scheme Plot Plot. I'm Comin' For That Number One Spot.

I've noticed that I usually start my posts out by saying "so" and then whatever I have to say. I think that's gay. I will try and change that. Starting now.

Today I had an awakening about my job. I realized that the likelihood of me having a job this fall/winter is slowly becoming a slim chance. Today, after a lengthy discussion with my mentor, I made the decision to actively start looking for a new position at a different company. The uncertainty is killing me. So, I need to update the good ole' rez and start sending that puppy off with a big fat kiss.

Moving on, still no decision on the birthday activity. Chicago was a fab idea L, but not feasible right now. I need to stay in the 'Lou that weekend because the following weekend, I'm heading down to the big town of Crane, MO to hang out with the sister and new brother-in-law and his 'rents. Good times!

I need to come up with a topic of a paper. Have I told you how much I hate writing papers about random topics of my choosing? Give me a fucking topic already. Shit. I've come up with a few ideas, one of which was how the Marines are leaders and the Army guys are sheep. Then, my other idea had to do with my fear of dentistry. Hopefully I will have reached a final decision by tomorrow, 6pm.

That is all for now. I'm going to finish watching Top Chef and then am going to hit the hay. I have a lovely day full of meetings tomorrow. Get excited, bitches. Kiss Kiss - out.