two jobs is an interesting thing. i suppose my talking about it so much is a slight indication as to how much its affecting my life…and how much of a whiny little wuss i am…but we’ll just focus on the first part.

so this coming week is the last week of my job at cirque. so i’ll soon be free of the two job thing, and back in the “can i pay rent this month?” thing. i thought i was gonna hate the two job thing, and then i started to like it…kept me busy, got me lots of money, and now i think my body is telling me it’s finally fed up with all this stuff. i managed to sleep like the dead for almost 12 hours last night…which ended up making me late for my cirque job, and i ended up driving a 30 minute drive (which i did in 18) for no reason, cause the wonderful thing about cirque is, if you don’t get there on time, they have replacements for you, and you get to go home. so that’s one day i could have worked, but didn’t get to. i suppose it’s ok, my legs were starting to tell me that if i didn’t get off them soon, they were going to just shatter on me. so i finished playing tom clancy’s splintercell: pandora tomorrow. not as good as the first…but good none the less.
so i’ve figured out that i’m a racist. i have a horrible stereotype of a certain race, and it affects my outlook on them as an entire people. so to those who are of the indian decent (as in from india, not the native americans) i apologize…i love you all. you’re all so freakin’ nice! especially those of you with british accents…you’re my favorite. bend it like beckham…saw it, loved it. if it wasn’t for the rest of the show, i just might watch e.r. just for that indian girl in it. (same girl from bend it like beckham…coincidence? who knows.) i’ve never met an indian person i didn’t like. knew a few of them well in highschool…all nice people. delivered to a few at my day job (domino’s) all good tippers, all very nice. i’m sorry, but i can’t help but see you and instantly think, “i wonder what nice thing this person will say to me.” i know…it’s wrong, and i’m sorry, i just can’t help it.

i heard on npr some article about how some internet company had it’s help service in some small town in the midwest, and they decided to outsource to india, so now the town may just kinda fade away. the best part is the guy from the indian company called up the mayor of the midwest town and became friends with him, wishing the town well and whatnot. i sat, driving my car, listening to an indian man talking with a midwesterner like they were best buds, and i just tell ya…it’s just another thing feeding this racist heart of mine. what’s a guy to do.

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well, as long as i have been unemployed, it’s nice to be working. but i got to say, this whole two jobs thing is tough. there’s just something about waking up, going to work, getting off of work just in time to go to the next work, and then coming home and going to sleep that doesn’t make my tummy feel warm and fuzzy. the fact that i do nothing but work now really rang true as i did my laundry tonight, and realized it was nothing but underwear. sock, boxers, and undershirts. the only clothes i wear anymore, are my two work uniforms. that’s depressing. but i guess with cirque du soliel leaving town after the 21st (i usher for them while they’re in atl) i’ll get a little more free time in my evenings. which i will use to play video games mostly…not socialize…oh no…we don’t do that.

on a completely different note: as i drive around the rural areas of atlanta all day (my morning job is delivering pizza…wee.) i’ve come to realize i love this area. there’s just something about a big bustling city only a few minutes way, and yet you still get the wonderful older neighborhoods with beautiful houses that aren’t all the same (mental scars from florida will one day heal). and working at cirque, watching nearly 2,500 people go by every night, i’ve realized that there’s a lot of inter-racial dating around here. this is sort of a breath of relief for me, because most of what i’ve seen around atlanta seems to be fairly segregated. nothing seeming to jim crow or anything, more of a “birds-of-a-feather” kinda deal…but coming from a highschool where the racial minorities were the majorities, and every one got along in some sort of highschool utopia, it was a lot different to see things as i first saw them in atl. but i suppose i may have missed this intermingling of the races due to the fact that i don’t get to see much, if any, of the professional side of atlanta. i imagine one day i might actually have an exchange of business cards like the scene in american psycho, but for now, i guess i’m stuck delivering pizza to your door while you answer in your underwear.
yesterday, april first, was my cats 17th birthday. he’s old. he snores. I actually have a recording of it, and i can’t believe i’ve actually brought my cats into my webpage…next thing you know it’s going to look like this.

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