I'm out like Clay Aiken

So the end of 2008 is drawing to a close. It's been a personally eventful year, I must say.

1. Broke up a long-term relationship and kicked him out of the apartment, got back together a few times (I'm an idiot and have since learned the err of my ways for being so forgiving) and now I never want to see him again. I guess I hope he's still alive and doing well but I'd rather not hear about it.

2. My family moved to Florida and left me behind.

3. I got a new car. Cool.

4. I moved into a house with a co-worker and another roommate.

5. I turned 25.

Okay, only maybe the first 2 are really significant, the others I just added to add more numbers because 2 doesn't add up to eventful, where as 5 does. I live in Michigan waiting tables, alone. Let me clarify alone. No family. I am very close with my family and it's hard living sooooo far away from them. I used to stop over at their house at least once a week, if not more. I miss them! Anyways.

So I was talking to my friend Lynne the other day who lives in Tampa, FL, about 3 hours or so south of my family in Jacksonville. Both parties have been trying to get my to leave MI since the beginning of time, or the beginning of them living there, which in my book is the beginning of time because I hear about it every time I talk to them. (I love you guys <3) So I was whining about not finding a job in shit-hole MI to Lynne the other day. First of all I have a bachelors in Psychology, which is pretty much useless. To make the most of that degree I need to enroll in grad school. 2-4 years of grad school + $10,000 more in debt = kill me now. SO Lynne was like "there are a few jobs opening up at my work, what do you think?" And honestly, someone can tell you the same thing over and over again but it won't really sink in until YOU think or believe it. So I started believing that I should move to Florida. I never wanted to move before because I didn't want to move to Jax with my parents, not have a job, and not have any friends. And I didn't want to move to Tampa to copy Lynne (plus when she left I still lived with the bastard I called the love of my life. Naive I was). So now seems like the perfect time. I'm having a hard time finding a job and I'm not tied down to anyone or any lease so what the fuck- I'm moving! And honestly, a lot of times it's who you know (or who you blow, but I'm not in for that ride), so I know Lynne and she might be able to get me a job! I'll go for an "interview" or meeting persay while I'm in the F-L over Christmas break visiting my parents. I'll maybe meet a potential roommate or so.

That's another thing. I don't want to life with a perfect stranger (or even imperfect for that matter) but I gotsta. I'd prefer to live alone but that decision would not be in my favor. Living alone increases independence which decreases popularity because it decreases my networking skills, hence no friends. So I've joined roommates.com and am currently in the hunt for a roommate via that and craigslist. I'll meet with said potential roommates after conversing via email and setting up a time to meet when I'm in Tampa.

The move date isn't set yet but I'll determine it after I meet with the bossman. I'll miss a lot of people in Michigan and some of the local sights but I really have nothing to lose. If I really hate it, well, I'm sure anything is better than here waiting tables in the snow until I'm 40! And even if I hate the job it's at least real-world experience I can put on my resume. But like I said, anything is better than here. But don't challenge me. I'm sure there are worse places. Like your house.