Returning to the Blog World: AKA "The horror, the horror"

I'm officially no longer a college student in any way, shape, or form.  Sure, I keep telling myself I might try graduate school, but really, for the time being I don't even want to look at a book that doesn't have the words "Hunter Thompson" somewhere on the cover.

After completing a hellaciously busy senior year and completing the king-hell achievement of completing a double-major in four years, no overtime, what am I doing with my life? Absolutely, positively, discombobulously zip.  It seems life may move pretty fast sometimes, but at the moment, sloths have more exciting lives.  At least they get to live in more interesting locations.

Not for lack of trying, of course.  My true dream is to somehow get away with a job that lets me actually enjoy what I do.  Unfortunately, since about the only thing I really enjoy is listening to music, that proves a problem.  I keep trying to find some internship or start anywhere related to music, whether working with a magazine or record label, or now PR houses apparently, but I've come up dry so far.  I really wish I was somebody that could easily settle for something less than what I truly want.

Since I'm still stuck in limbo and living life one dull day at a time, in one of the world's most whitebread cities, I've decided I should probably start writing somewhere again, that way I don't completely forget how to compose coherent sentences.  A blog seems the best place to keep up, though I think my readership was about 10 at most, and that was when people were forced to read it.  I'll probably be writing to myself, which either counts as a mental disorder or a diary.  I'd prefer the former, really.

Song: The Hold Steady- Stay Positive

Note: I'll revamp the profile information/blog look/food court when I get around to it.  Although that does require I either learn some coding or steal templates from somebody else.  Guess which is more likely to happen.