And so it begins in a notorious way

I have to wonder why I am even here. Could I not be doing something more productive with my time? I mean, I just wrote a novella for the National Novel Writing Month (or "Nanowrimo" as it will pretty much forever be referred to from here on in, and that's nano-rye-mo, not nano-ree-mo, thank you very much), which ended up as 50,144 words, so you'd think I'd be through with writing. Or that I would rather be working on editing, expanding, and improving that lovely piece of literary gold.

Of course, I also wonder if I am merely joining the throng of people who want to have a voice in a more worldly venue than their own spheres of geographic influence. Do I have anything better to contribute to this planet in terms of opinion or advice? Probably not. But I'm going to do it anyway, because it sure beats paying attention to the Kim Possible rerun that is on right now (which, as I haven't seen it, is new to me, but I don't really care, no matter how much I might enjoy the show in a "watch it if it's on" kind of way, or how much one of my roommates loves it to the extent that I got him a Kim Possible doll for his birthday and he displays it proudly on his shelf).

So that leaves me with the task to hopefully entertain you. Which maybe I already am. I can only hope. Anyway, I could make empty promises to update this on a regular basis, or make sure that I am witty to the extreme at all moments, or not whine about my life, etc. I am not going to do that. That is not me. Because I don't always think to update all the time, or have the time to do so. I can't guarantee that I am being witty now, let alone that I could be at some future moment when I cannot verify my mental state. And the fact of the matter is I like to whine about my life, no matter how much complaining gets me no where.

That being said, I would like to whine about the fact that I am an idiot. I have a job, but it is not in the town I reside, Kalamazoo. It is in Grand Rapids, which on a good day is only about 45 minutes away. However, given the price of gas, and the value of my time, and my desire to optimize sleep, I end up staying at home, with my parents, when I work, which starting tomorrow is about to expand to 5 days a week. This means I will be away from my house, my roommates, my friends and my sanity, no matter how much more money I will make and be able to afford Christmas presents and rent for the next couple of months. This bloody sucks. And yet, no matter how many times people remind me to look for a job, or I am prompted by God Himself I seem to end up just dragging my feet and getting no where. Though I did see yet another place that is accepting applications, Video Hits Plus, and tomorrow I will be picking up and then turning in an application. Of course, the first question that popped into my head that they might ask is if I am over-qualified, but of course, since I have a degree in creative writing, I'm going to have to say no to that one. Working in a video store will be just fine, until I can find a bookstore that will hire me. Or I publish my books, but that'll be a while. Though hopefully by the next Nanowrimo.

Okay, that's enough rambling for tonight, especially since it's my first post and I really feel I should do my best not to scare people away. Although I am curious what people found this by accident, because I am thinking I might just put this in my signature file in my email so anyone I send a message to will be able to visit here. Which may be a bad idea, but then again, I'm notorious for that. Or am I? Am I even notorious for anything? The only thing I can think of that actually is "notorious" is a song by Duran Duran.