ch-ch-changes

i totally have nothing to say… but feel the urge to write, because it aids my procrastination.

i will the winds of change in the air.

or maybe it’s the winds of shit.  i’m not sure yet. 

so many of my friends have changed jobs or are in the process of changing jobs in the last few weeks.  2 of my close friends have taken new jobs, one more is in interviews and entertaining offers, another has been applying and another had a new job, then it got eliminated before she even started, so now she’s out of work (lame, huh?)

the changes happening are inspiring, yet depressing. 

i am happy for everyone that they’re continuing to move onwards and upwards… but on the other hand it seems to highlight how stagnant i feel right now.  i know no one can change that but me… but it gets frustrating.  i’m applying for jobs, but nothing seems to be happening… no calls back yet… and i’m reluctant to apply for too many because i am just not sure what i want to do with myself.

i think i want to pursue something in the travel industry.  it’s so up my alley… and apparently the wages are okay, and perks are decent. 

i need to maintain the income level that i’m at now to pay my mortgage, but i’m not feeling pressured to make a huge amount more of money right now.  i’m getting my bills paid, slowly paying off my student loans and still seem to have a bit of change to travel and shop, so if i remained at this level, it would be okay for another couple years.  it also helps that in the last two years, my income has doubled… so if i level out for a year or two, in the grand scheme of things, it’s not anything to worry about. 

also, i need to start doing things for myself… side projects of some sort.  i need to start building my writing… i need to start writing the book that i’ve been building in my head for years now.  this blog has been good, because it’s been keeping my writing almost daily… but it’s not really putting me ahead.  and i do really want to write at least one book.  at least one.  even if it sells 10 copies and no one cares but my mom that i wrote one… i’d still like to be able to say that i wrote and published a book.  vain.  i know. 

the next step - getting ass in gear.  so many things i’d like to do… and they’re not going to do themselves.  that i’m sure of.  but first on the list has to be a new job. 

ps.  “i wanna make it wit choo” makes me excited in the panties.  QOTSA write the sexiest songs.  and i wanna climb josh homme like a tree.  he is the ginger elvis.  and i love him.