Today on Today

Spent most of the day in the apartment, applying for jobs. Both of us. Got called for an interview; some marketing firm, but it's located in Valencia (a quick MapQuest confirmed that it's in the middle of nowhere--extreme north LA county). Only one vehicle and rising gas prices, made it a definitive "no". The other half got an offer on one of the jobs he had interviewed for last week. Despite the fact that he was told he would get 1500 bucks/month for the first two months, and then move into a commission only, he was offered the commission only part...only. So, that was turned down. Can't afford to be working for free for the next...well, however long it would take for him to learn the business and start collecting the funds. That one seemed a bit sketchy anyway. Rationalize along with me now. Still no word from the publishing company. All in all, we've both applied to a total of at least 100 jobs over the past weeks. So, we're definitely getting out there.

I've agreed to intern another 5 hours with friend Kate. I'm scared to do so, since we are again low on funds, and it will cost some gas to make it to Santa Monica. But, it might lead to other things, and certainly keeps me out of the apartment. Something to do.

I'm still remaining upbeat...as much as I can. I am having a hard time acclimating to our new digs, as our final bit of "a roof over our head" time draws near. No confirmation on what we'll do next. We always have the option of taking up friend Cara on her offer; to live in Henderson, NV, but I told the other half that this would not be a good move. It would mean starting all over again. We're where we want to be, and jobs are on the horizon...we simply have to make it work. Somehow. But, I'm scared. On top of all of this, parking is a bitch in this area, making me hesitant to go anywhere...just so I can avoid the stressful search to rest our truck's weary bones for the night (also due to the aforementioned gas issue).

I'm not much of a religious guy. For those that don't know, I was raised a Lutheran. While I jest and make fun of "Our Lord", and don't attend church, and am unsure of where my faith lies, I still have a part of me that believes. It's so selfish, but lately I've been praying before I fall asleep at night. Asking God to help us "out of this deep shit we're in" (that's a quote from Aliens--I don't use that in my prayers). I don't say hello to him when things are good or quiet, but when things are looking pretty grim, you'll find me w/ my head bowed, my eyes slammed shut and my fingers tightly crossed. This is quite personal, and I don't think I've told many folks. The way I've always ended my prayers; since I was a little kid, was to say "Thank you very, very much. I love you very, very much. Amen." When I do pray, that's still par for the course when ending my requests/thoughts. Weird how that's stayed with me.

I think I know it will all work out somehow. I have that hope, but things as they are still tend to make me a bit jittery when thoughts of the immediate future show up (which is all the time). The other half has been good throughout this ordeal. I sometimes get on his case about how "he's not there for me", but he reminds me that he is...cuz, well, he's going through this exact same thing right now. No one else can quite understand our situation or what it means to the stress areas of our brains.

Alas. Got sidetracked. Leah's roomie, Taner just came out and we chatted for a half hour. Nice guy. Cute too. Love the accent.

I'll sign off for now. Wait, one other thing. We walked 4 1/2 miles (round trip) yesterday to go see the Sherman Oaks Galleria...world renowned apparently. What a rip. This was the place where the great 80's horror movie schlocker Chopping Mall was filmed? This is where the kids of Fast Times at Ridgemont High hung out? What a joke. This place had some movie theatres, a Cheesecake Factory, and about 10 stores. I was highly disappointed. But, we did get some much needed exercise.

Later dudes.