Wow. A whole month since posting. It's a good thing I'm keeping up with this blog. Maybe there hasn't been much to say. Maybe the fact that there's not enough to say or talk about would totally depress the fuck out of me after seeing it typed out. There is still no job yet. This shit is starting to get to me. It's been almost four fucking months. Am I that much of a loser? Maybe.

Christmas has passed. Merry Happy Christmas. I wasn't in the most jolly of moods this year. But it was nice to see my family in Colorado. And if I was employed, I wouldn't have been able to spend so much time out there. (10 whole days) Decorated the tree, ate lots of food, made Christmas cookies, wrapped presents, etc. etc. I got to hear some lectures and maybe some career guidance from the official adults. There wasn't much I could use, since I'm not at all interested in becoming a teacher. Or moving to Boulder.

Thank god this fucking year is going to be over in a couple of days. My year-long horoscope from Glamour magazine says 2002 is going to be my year. 2002 adds up to 4, and 4 does it for me. Normally I don't believe in horoscopes, but I dug what this one said. I hope it's true.