Work and Lack Thereof July 22, 2003 - 2:09 a.m.

I'm actually going to be working tomorrow. Ticket taking or ushering for some concert/basketball event thing called AND 1 Mix Tape Tour. I'm sure there are people out there that know exactly what that is, and are even thrilled with the idea and event, but I've personally never heard of it before.

It's minimum wage crap. I'd make much better money if I went and flipped hamburgers at some food place. Hell, half those places anymore offer insurance and other benefits too.

I need to find something else for work. I've gone over this before, I know, but it's always on my mind. Luckily, it hasn't weighed heavy lately, but it's still there.

I have so many unresolved fears and concerns. Where should I work? Not only location, but what type of work should I look for? Should I find someplace near my mom's house, or Chris'? If it's near my mom's, how will I bathe or wash my clothes... or go to the bathroom? If it's near Chris', there's nothing within walking distance. What shift should I aim for? Part-time or full-time? How will I get to and from work? What would I wear, provided I don't work someplace that requires a uniform? Why can't I just find a nice job that I can do at home?

These are just a handful of my many concerns.

If only I had enough creativity to do something in an artsy field. Like writing. Despite the evidence in this completely crappy diary, I can actually write pretty well, given the proper story and determination to get it done right.

I'm just lacking in inspiration.

Of any kind.

In any field.

It sucks.

A lot.

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