June 7, 2011 2:45 PM

Ola!

So, I went to the DMV today, and I officially have Jersey plates, a Jersey license, and a Jersey title for my car! Now I just need to get it inspected in the next two weeks…

Better schedule that before I forget…

I finished “The Art of Eating In” and loved it. Like I said before, you should totally read it. But enough about that book – I think it’s time to talk about another subject.

*****WARNING - This is a whiny, complain-y post *******

Living in someone else’s house = weird. Bizarre, even. I ate what I was served and nothing else the first week unless I was specifically told it was OK, like the previous night’s leftovers. There’s no on-going
shopping list like at my parents’ house (where you write down things that you finished/are low on), so I don’t finish things. I accidentally ate VegAnn’s sister’s favorite breakfast cereal for two days. Last night I was making a sandwich, and VegAnn’s mother started questioning me about where I had gotten
the bread from. They had to train me to drink filtered water instead of straight from the tap, though honestly it all tastes the same to me.

Plus being unemployed is the worst thing ever for me. I’m such a total work-a-holic that I’m going crazy. I just keep applying to every job I find, and I’m getting so desperate that I’m considering taking the night
shift at a supermarket just so I feel productive. And it’s only been two weeks! Though honestly, I should have a job by now – isn’t that what I got my degree for??

Back to living in someone else’s house, I really have nothing to do during the day because I don’t watch TV and I don’t know what else they have to do around here. I’ve gone to the library so often that they
know me already, and the woman who runs the periodicals groans when she sees me with another fax to send. Everyone (including the people I’m living with) think it’s so strange that I’ll walk 15 minutes to the library instead of driving, and they were confused when I walked to church and back (took an hour plus
another hour for the service I went to).

And when I do find something to do (generally reading or fooling around on the internet) and someone walks by, I feel like I am the most unproductive mooch ever – despite the fact that I’ve spent the day filling out job apps anyways! And when VegAnn comes home from cooking school and asks me
what I did today, it sounds so pathetic. “No, I didn’t hear anything back except a couple of denials. I filled out more applications, went to the library, and read some more.” Every day!!!!

I just want a job and a place where I can open the fridge and help myself, where I can read my email and look at the news without feeling guilty, where I can finally empty my stuff out of the car instead of having to go pop the trunk open every time I need a stamp or my iPod charger.

I’ll stop now before you hear more of my whining. Hope you are all in good health and enjoying the summer!