Rainy Day Rant

Needless to say, last weeks posts sucked, as I knew, but was reminded when a follower commented and said I was running in circles. Kind of an eye opener. My blogs will generally suck if I feel constricted, am not feeling super about myself, or any other relatable reason. A main reason for this I feel is that over the past couple of weeks, certain circumstances of mine have changed and perhaps I am not feeling as free and relaxed...

And of course my main goal right now is not to pen awesome blogs, but to find a career, and perhaps sometimes I forget that. I also feel I am using the f'n word perhaps too much. On that note one reason I feel the blogs have sucked or been nonexistent relates to a post I saw the other day on barstoolsports.com. There was a post about how the blogger's parents never see him and only follow him by the blog. Well, my blog is nowhere near as smutty or popular, but I understand what he's saying here. Lately I will write a blog and later get an email from my parents saying, "why didn't you go to the networking event?" or "maybe you should spend more time looking for jobs" or "you are a dbag" or things along those lines. Which has taken a bit of a toll on me, but we must work through it. Poor Utley, wah, wah, wah...

I did begin a structured approach to the hunt yesterday...until I had to bring my car to the dealership, only to fail the state inspection. So I have no inspection sticker, 20 days plates which I got yesterday, AND ALSO EXPIRED YESTERDAY, have to go to the shop this afternoon to get brake pads and god knows what else, than go back to the dealership tomorrow to get the inspection sticker, than go to City Hall to register the car, than fork over an exorbitant sum of money for god knows what. All for buying out my leased vehicle.

And I continue to be engaged in battle of the non working printers, but that may all change this afternoon. Its like trying to hammer a nail with a f'n sponge. Just making things that much more difficult.

Oh, yes, the bachelor party. One of the better I have attended, if not the best. Golf, white water rafting, river house, food, alcohol, whores I mean strippers (yes arranged at the 11th hour) and a real good crew. Memorable moments indeed. Phenomenal road trip. End of story.