Another day, another racist/bigot to deal with. But enough about work…
I’m liking my resume. The formatting, I mean. Call me a dork, but I’m a sucker for something that looks good on paper. I’m destined to live life scrutinizing documents—I hope I don’t ruin my eyesight too soon.
I go back and forth on the idea of keeping a written journal. There are some personal thoughts that don’t fit here, but that would be nice to write about. I’ve had written journals, and it always seems like I could easily forget about them, or lose interest. Either I get bored with the idea, or there’s nothing to really write about.
Also, Ben and Jerry’s has a seasonal flavor out—Pumpkin Cheesecake. Go buy it. Now.