I hate it when I type out a whole well-thought-out blog, and it mysteriously gets lost in cyberspace. Alas.

I am BROKE. I am not leaving my apartment until I have a job to go to. I am not eating anything except what's in my cupboards (yay for pasta and peanut butter sandwiches and cappuccinos).

I will happily work ANYWHERE at the moment, even a meat-packing plant, if it means making money. Well, maybe. I have calls into a couple of temp agencies that I'm already signed up with, so maybe I can at least do that soon.

I am also BORED. The problem is that I don't want to get involved in too many activities because a) they cost money, and b) I probably won't have time for them anymore once I (eventually) start working. I'm looking for an evening/weekend job b/c even if I get a full-time job, I'm gonna have to work every available moment to pay off my debt. Ick.

Ok, done feeling sorry for myself. I'm thinking about going for a bike ride. That shouldn't cost me any money.

Yes, I'm a dorky vegetarian, and I got this link from Yoga Journal, but go watch THE MEATRIX anyway. :)

And now I'm going to go to the video store on a Friday night and get a yoga dvd. Dammit, I've been sore on every run this week, and I want tomorrow's long run to go better. Yoga is my cure-all.

There are people in my life that I don't speak with very often. I might heard about them through mutual friends, but there's little direct contact. And yet, I continue to think of them as my friends. We might only speak once or twice a year, but we're still somehow close. My high school friends are this way. I'll go months without speaking to them, but they'll still invite me to their weddings. Stuff like that.

What's funny is that I probably go through the majority of my life not thinking of these people. Sure, there will be the occassional song or commercial that reminds me of a particular friend, but by and large they don't even register in my mind. And yet, once I do talk to one of these friends I start to really miss him/her. That's happened to me a couple of times this week. Friends I hadn't talked to in a while, who maybe didn't reply last time I called or emailed, all the sudden reappearing in my life. And now I'm sad because they're far away. How strange.

Until today I had never ridden the bus in Chicago. I used to ride the bus back in SB because there were no other options, but I always took the train in Chicago. There's something comforting about the train. There's a limited number of routes, and you always know exactly where the train will stop. Sure, you could fall asleep and miss your stop, but the train will still stop there. Even in SB, where there were no more than 20 different bus routes, I only ever took two of them. I had to be careful to check schedules first because on one of the routes the bus would only come twice an hour. Buses in Chicago have always overwhelmed me. There's so many routes and so many times. Plus, it's pretty unusual for me to have exact change. Well, that much has now changed. If you live in Chicago and take public transportation, get a Chicago Card Plus NOW! I love never having to worry about having cash, putting money on my card. (I know, I sound like a commercial.) And it makes taking a bus so much better!

Anyway, I had an interview downtown today, and when I went to the Trip Planner to figure out which el stop I needed, it suggested I take the express bus instead. On a whim, I did. Wow, so great! The bus was less crowded, went much faster, and was closer to my starting point and ending point. That last point was crucial because I was wearing super tall stilettos with my swanky new suit. I was a bit worried about the rickety el stairs, so it was nice to avoid them!

Well, that's the end of my plug for the bus. Take the bus. Learn to love it. Save the earth :)

Oh, and my interview went great. If they don't hire me it would be because they were looking for something else, not because I did anything wrong. So, even if I don't get the job, it's nice to be able to get to this point! (Kinda like saying it's nice even to be nominated, but I actually mean it.)

Kim said it better than I can at the moment. Just WOW. Moving to Chicago was worth it if only for that!