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pardon my dust. i'm turning it into glitter.

Hi, I'm Chris. If you subscribe to the MBTI, I'm an INFJ. I put myself through school for a seemingly useless English/Creative Writing degree, but writing is my passion and that's what I want to do when I grow up. Still figuring out what comes next, and pretty much everything else, so I'm feeling kinda adventurous. And yes, that's exactly how my OkCupid profile starts out. Why mess with a good thing, eh?

The site's a work in progress. I'll be adding content over time, and hopefully eventually it'll evolve into something halfway interesting. I'm glad you're still reading, though. Usually by this point I have to show a little skin to keep 'em interested.

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needles and jane fonda shudders...


       hi. so i finally completed and submitted my freelance application for the local restaurant review thing. it wasn't my best work, but i needed to get it in. wish me luck. =) how was everyone's weekend?

       favorite word of the day: gymnasium. the word gymnasium is derived from the combining form gymno-, meaning nude or bare (in ancient greece, they did train in their birthday suits). i'm thinking we should start taking a retro approach to our workouts, yes? (a portion of this was taken from wordsmith.org's a.word.a.day e-newsletter.)



day twenty-five. tats.

       so i'm supposed to show and tell or talk about why or why not as far as tattoos go. unfortunately i don't have anything to show you today. i've always kinda wanted something. well, a few somethings. but let's face it -- i have commitment issues. and i'd really have to be sure about what and where. i've always liked the triquetra, or perhaps some stylization of the symbol for the deathly hallows (quite similar to the triquetra). but so far i've just settled for a triquetra necklace. at one point i wanted to get "expecto patronum." and lately i've been thinking about something to do with the four elements, and no, not because of "the last airbender," though i did love that cartoon. but i'm not sure. at this point i probably never will, but who knows. piercings, however, are a different story. i don't have any yet, but i really want to get the upper auricle on my right ear pierced. higher than what's shown in that link, between the auricle and the pinna. but i can't because i still give plasma, and not only would they defer me for a year for getting a new piercing, they'd also defer me permanently for being a gay. because we all have aids. that's the one place in my life where i'm not out. sucks.

the exorcist: blackberry edition...


       wow, i didn't realize that it had been a couple days already. time flies when... no, that doesn't quite work. anywho. my phone is acting all possessed again. occasionally it decides to wig out and text random people and push random buttons and send texts when i'm in the middle of composing them and call random people. it's tres annoying. and it's not like an every once in a while it will push a random button thing -- this morning it sent my friend chris 18 blank text messages within about 3 minutes before i caught it and turned on the keypad lock. the "T" and the "U" also stick, either inserting extra letters or refusing to insert any at all. and the trackball can't select anything (and i'm on my second trackball). i really like the blackberry, but... i've been eligible for an upgrade for about 6 months now and... i've really been wanting one (i've had 22 applications sitting in my iTunes waiting for the inevitable) and... i just got my final paycheck today from which wich. so i blew it. well, actually, i blew a little more than what was on that check. but i really needed to. the battery on my blackberry hardly lasts a day anymore (and it's my second battery), and if it's humid outside it wigs out even more than usual and more buttons stick and... i'm really trying to justify this, aren't i? i did need a new phone. maybe i didn't need an iPhone in particular -- but i wanted it. so i got it. just an 8 gig 3GS. couldn't afford the new one or the bigger one, but this one will do nicely. because of the holiday i probably won't get it until wednesday. but i'm excited.

       which brings me to a point of order. the holiday is on sunday. why the heck is everyone closed on monday, too!? lazy bastards, the lot of 'em, i think. even if i had a job i'd probably be pissed to be missing out on valuable hours.

       which reminds me -- i really need to keep going on those applications.

       oh, but i got disc two of season two of ally mcbeal today and i really need to go watch that. mhm.



day twenty-four. reveal your most guilty pleasure.

       i probably have a lot of things that other people would think i should be guilty about enjoying. but of course i'm not. perhaps the closest thing, though, would be food. i even feel guilty when i eat a healthy meal, even if i love it. and i can't buy candy/cookies/ice cream. though i do every once in a while and i often eat it all very quickly. but i eat it. and i need to be losing weight and getting healthy and all of that good stuff.

       i also like to spend money unwisely.

busy work...


       the job search continues. i haven't done too much, but i've applied to the four closest starbucks stores and today i've been working on my portfolio for hallmark cards. i've also been looking through freelance opportunities on mediabistro.com, and i really wish i'd have thought more about a career while i was in college or had some sort of direction. my advisor was universally acknowledged as quite horrible. but a lot of the positions that i'm interested in require at least a couple years of experience in the field, and i don't think they'd accept sandwich or candy making or grocery store customer service as such. so... yeah. meanwhile there's always plasma. and my parents are giving me jobs to do so i don't feel like a complete tool.

       insert expletive here.



day nineteen. a talent of yours.

       oh, let me tell you... i've been told that i'm quite talented.

       ha. it's really funny to me that a commercial for viagra just came on tv. because, you know, that last line was supposed to be a joke of a somewhat seckshooal nature.

       anyway. um. my mom tells me that i mow lawns real good. and that i could do anything i want to.

       *sigh*

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