2008. június 3., kedd

Selling out?

As my readership (if I may use such a lofty term to address ten people or fewer) may have noticed, my blog now has ads. Believe me, were I not in such dire straits, I would not give in to such crass consumerism and commercialism. But I am looking into any viable, legitimate and moral means to earning money. That being said, if anyone spots an inappropriate ad, they shall all be removed forthwith. 
Today I didn't do much of anything, I'm ashamed to admit. I did a load of laundry. That was necessary. I called home. That was necessary too. I still need to finish three job applications, write two essays and pray a rosary. The trouble with a lack of work is partially a lack of momentum or something like it.
In other news, the 'low fuel' light came on again in the van but we did manage to make it back from Walter's house safely. We watched The Sting, and I have to admit, it's one of the few movies that I have enjoyed watching for what is either the third or fourth time. I still feel like I got something new. Granted, none of the big plot twists was a surprise, but things fit together better this time, if that makes sense.
In completely irrelevant news, I had a very nice improv soup tonight, aided by the skilful contributions of Guadalupe and Nico. Those will do for their pseudonyms for now. Nico I think needs something different, but Guadalupe works well. Continuing the theme of the completely irrelevant (the question is relevant to what?) news, tomorrow night, I will watch a movie at Dr. R's. I'm looking forward to it, though it promises to be rather long. I also need to find out what (if anything) one does with a substitute check, because I have one for the grand total of 14.50 and I need that money...
Anyway. That's all the news that's fit to print, for tonight at least.
Please pray that I get that much needed phone call tomorrow that tells me I have a job!

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Julia írta...

...wait, you can get actual money for putting ads in your blog? Sweet. (All right! I admit it! I like money!)

I can't keep track of all these pseudonyms. I shall have to make myself a key to them all; and more than likely I'll get half of them wrong. Which will then lead to entertaining conversations when I return to school and try to ask people about the events of the summer...