Well, I've headed into month two of unemployment. The euphoria of finally being done with a job that was less than satisfying has diminished and the panic is setting in. I'm panicked because every fifth-grader knows Powerpoint, but I've only ever opened it once and don't have it at home. I'm panicked because Western Images opted for the mighty Great Plains accounting software and every company in the world uses Quickbooks. I'm panicked because even jobs where you know you'll never need these things require you to know ACT!, Photoshop, Raiser's Edge, TimeSlips, Access, Filemaker, Axapta (whatever the hell that is), Spanish, Cantonese, French and Russian.

I panic because my interview wardrobe is lacking polish. Thank God for ebay.

I may be stuck at Mickey D's, or worse, having this as my late-life career:
OLD CHICKS TURNING TRICKS (#2, yet)

I'm kinda fascinated by how there is a plot afoot to "throw" American Idol this time. This is the first time I've watched it all the way through and seeing things get vaguely out of control is pretty cool. Sanjaya just can't get voted out no matter what he does, and it definitely adds to the entertainment value. Simon Cowell is exasperated (well, more exasperated than usual) and nobody ever quite knows what to say. I'm not sure how much the kid has figured out but he's having a good time. Only 17 and on TV every week with lots of teenyboppers loving you up. The bubble has to burst but until then I'm all for it.
AMERICAN PORN IDOL