SWF seeks job in warm city
2002-01-12 at 1:04 p.m.

naughty. naughty. I have been bad at updating lately. I don't know what my problem is, considering I can make the time to read my favorite d-landers daily.

I am still on the job search, but had an epiphany the other day. I was talking to my bestest Bud in Phoenix. John and I have been best friends since we were in high school. In fact, I ued to play his 'date' all the time around his parents who didn't know he was gay. We even fell in love with the same guy (God rest his soul). So, I am talking to him and I was jokingly asking him if he wanted to come over (only an 8 hour drive). And it hits me... why not look for a job there? Then I caould relly ask him to come over. He said I could stay with him and his husband until I found a place to live. I looked online at jobs and holy shit, there were wbout 10, just on monster.com, that were perfect for me. Plus, his hubby has a brother who is a big whig at an exclusive resort there. So, if I find a job tomorrow I will be subleasing my apartment immediately. I don't want to be here anymore. And I will really only miss 2 of my friends here in town. But since we don't get together that often, it will be okay.

I really feel like this is the right place to look. I am not stressed out or anything. Even though it is not my cute little CO town, it will do for awhile. And it will only cost me around $300 for a truck, tow bar for the car, and gas. Maybe I should start a PayPal donation site? Seemed to work for some other moving girls recently...

I called my mom last night to tell her my exciting news and the entire family was there, SHITFACED as usual on a Friday. I ahould know not to call her house after 5pm on friday due to alcohol practice in full effect. And the only reason I call there on Fri is because my aunts, cousin, nieces, mom, and dad are all there and I can cover all in one phone call. Unfortunately they won't remember what we talked about and I will have to say it all over again, with the satisfaction of my favorite comment, "Uhhh, I told you the other night, don't you remember?"

Liza called last night wanting to go out (surprise, surprise) But I stayed home and did various projects. I also had two beers. But I won't kick myself because I stopped after 2, and still felt great this am. I haven't contacted my biggest support system in awhile and I feel guilty because I don't want to tell her I have been drinking every now and then. I know I will have let her down, but I guess on the positive side...I haven't had a hangover (or my long lost friend, Absolut) in a long time. I'm sorry G!

Guitar lessons are going well. I have been stretching my left fingers to be able to reach the G7 and in a week, my left hand is about 1/4 inch longer than my right. Really weird! So, will I be disfigured now? Will I have to have gloves specially made? Will I be able to flip someone the finger and have it make a bigger statement? Will I be a better lover? Oh, what have I done? All to learn the guitar so that I may someday join the Indigo Girls on tour...

And...if I DO move to Phoenix, will I have to change my bunny kitty's name? Or maybe just spell it 'Fenix'?

I am grateful for getting up 15 minutes early, ironed shirts, the internet, and best friends that make you feel better.