Dammit, I'm hungry. And I just ate.

I always start out saying "nothing new to report" and then it seems like I go on and on and on. I suppose you could say I'm a Ramblin' Man or something *grin* I got a call back from a dealership about a sales position, but I'm not sure how keen I am on it. Most people I talk to don't think it's right for me, which is kind of discouraging. So while it's there, I don't know about it. I've got an application for Police Foundations all filled out and ready to go, bit I'm waiting for some available cash so that I can send it in. $85 for the college application process. But I'm going to do THAT myself. Paying for it is something else entirely.

Work still sucks. Pay was less than $400 for the last two weeks, which really really bites. I'm going to essentially barely eat for the next two weeks (as is normal, really) so that I can be absolutely sure that I can pay rent with my next pay.

On the upside, I might not have to worry about money so much. I might have a line on a welding job. Turns out Other Rob has a client who is looking to put together a second crew for his welding business, because he's got so much work that his single crew can't handle it all. Bonus, I say. He said pay would be 16-18/hr (double bonus!) so I asked Amanda to forward my resume to Rob so he could pass it along. I just hope the guy didn't try to call Monday or Tuesday morning. I wasn't able to get time onto my phone until shortly before noon.

(Note to all concerned: Don't go with Pay as you Go. Yeah, there's "no commitments" and all that crap, but it's REALLY annoying when you keep running out of time because of a few phone calls and a bunch of text messages. Moreso when you can't AFFORD to put more time on your phone because all your cash is tied up. Rar.)

Met Amanda's mom on the weekend, and the three of us took the girls on a tour of Parliament, through the House of Commons, and the Senate Chamber, and then up the Peace Tower (the giant clocktower on Parliament Hill, for those who are clueless). I forgot just how BIG it is. I was walking up the path, and it just kept getting taller and taller and taller... Unbelievable.

*sigh* And now I go to work. I hate this fucking job. Ugh.

In a fit of boredom a few days ago, and frustrated with the length of my hair, AND too lazy to go to a barber to get it cut, I walked into the bathroom, picked up my clippers, and buzzed my hair all off. I've never had hair this short in my LIFE. I'm still getting used to it. The first two nights, it felt wierd to sleep on, being all sticky in the pillow, as buzzed hair often is. There will be pictures at some point, there just have not been any taken as of yet. And yes, I'll even show a "before" picture. I've been told a recent one exists, though I make no guarantees that my facial expression isn't entirely stupid.

In other news, I called the father of the classmate who died, after hearing through the grapevine that HE, in fact, might be willing to take me on as an apprentice. Unfortunately, he said he had JUST decided to keep his co-op student on, making 5 guys in a two-bay garage, but he took down my number and said that he'd call some buddies of his to see if he could find me something. Here's hoping.

In still other news, I fired off a resume to Ottawa Dodge in response to an advertised sales position. The in the experience listing, they covered pretty much everything sold, ever. That almost looked like desperation. $30k plus comission and benefits doesn't sound bad to me at all. And somehow I think I might enjoy THAT more than working on cars, because I really do enjoy sales. AND, I figure, I can work on cars in my own time, that way I'll still enjoy it, and get stuff DONE, instead of being all worked-out and putting it off forever.

Going to see Pirates 2 (Dead Man's Chest) tonight, and might stick around for Ricky Bobby afterwards, but you never know. Might just go home and crash instead of watching crashes *shifty eyes*