Adam Strange
03-23-2006, 11:21 AM
Today’s my birthday, 23 on the 23rd. I got a card from my grandparents and an e-mail from a college friend but my dad didn’t remember. All I have planned for today is a conference call with my boss and some other of his employees, where I’ll look-up information on DC superheroes on Wikipedia, while suffering through my boss’s stuttering, stumbling and complete inability to answer a yes or no question.
I’m also waiting by the phone for a call about a job in California. I actually looked at the phone and said “Please.” Please end this; if I get a yes from CA, this could actually be a good day. I could take a deep breath, relax and then start planning my move: Routing a cross-country drive, brushing up on my Spanish, finding a place in the nearby college town.
I hate being 23, being underemployed, living at home, and being stuck in vocational limbo. I think time’s running out to do something worthwhile with my life but I’m so filled with anxiety, guilt and stress to even identify what that something should be.
I’m also waiting by the phone for a call about a job in California. I actually looked at the phone and said “Please.” Please end this; if I get a yes from CA, this could actually be a good day. I could take a deep breath, relax and then start planning my move: Routing a cross-country drive, brushing up on my Spanish, finding a place in the nearby college town.
I hate being 23, being underemployed, living at home, and being stuck in vocational limbo. I think time’s running out to do something worthwhile with my life but I’m so filled with anxiety, guilt and stress to even identify what that something should be.