Videos and Verbiage

1. no food in the fridge
2. Roommate Vinny’s been washing dishes…for four days and hasn’t finished.
3. ate a box of croutons for dinner and OMG was I hungry and OMG were they SO good
4. off from work tonight. It’s a holiday.
5. my Lesbian came by to pay me a visit. She wants me to write her Biology term paper.
6. L. Russell wants me to come over tonight. we might watch movies. I might get to kiss him.
7. received my first email from a reader today. It was unexpected and verry pleasant. Not too sure if that constitutes fan-mail though.
8. got back into the Job Hunt. sent out a few resumes. Crossing fingers. Praying to god.
9. spoke to Kim about her black eyes. Very authentically did she insist that it was nothing more than a fluke of a fall. She gave me the "Ken, I know better than to let some Monster Beat me," look. I believe her. for now.
   

I found this position on Craigslist. Its entry Level!! I’m SO qualified:

Trend Publishing Inc., a leader in the business-to-business magazine publishing field, is seeking a detail-oriented person for an entry-level position. Candidate must be articulate, professional, and have great communication skills. Ability is most important, but so are a positive attitude, enthusiasm and ability to adapt to an evolving job position. Responsibilities will include answering the phone, maintaining advertising database, writing proposals and insertion orders for the sales staff, preparing media kit requests and monthly market share analysis for the sales staff, as well as maintaining the media kit/magazine supply room and assisting with trade show preparations. Proficiency of Microsoft Office (Word and Excel) and ACT 2000 is essential.

Qualified candidate with a bachelor’s degree is preferred.

Benefits include paid vacation, sick days, summers hours, health/dental coverage and working in a fun environment.

No phone calls please.

I’ve gotten a lot like my mother. My mother retired about 2/3 years ago, served 33 years for the US Postal Service, and because all of her children are grown and doing for themselves, as she likes to say, what she feels she deserves is her time to do nothing. Mom doesn’t leave the house unless it’s necessary. And never, as she would probably argue, should there be a time necessary for her to leave the house.

My friend Walter, just before I sat down today to jot these little notes, hit me up on messenger to say:

you need to get out into the streets and do things. stop nesting!

And I hadn’t noticed how obvious it had gotten. For the past month, give or take a week, I haven’t left the house unless to go to and from work. My body hasn’t seen the gym since late September. I don’t adventure through the city anymore. I haven’t sat at a bar, or seen my friends, danced in a club. Nothing! Maybe there’s something wrong with me? Maybe I lost the desire to ever go outside. I feel like I’m too busy thinking, under the covers at my laptop, to worry about running rancid in the city. I’m always in photoshop now, either getting better or incredibly worse. I’m always reading old journals now, picking through the cynicism and dissecting crucial memories. Not to mention a lot of my morning-go-out-and-greet-the-world-gusto is in conflict with I becoming nocturnal. I make the effort to create in the evening after work while the rage to do so is still active. Sometimes I don’t get to sleep until 7/8/9 in the morning, having spent the night working on videos and verbiage. So I usually sleep until it's time to work and thus the cycle has learned to repeat.

But then again…maybe I’m making excuses for myself.

10. Tomorrow I will go outside!