Oh Rainy Tuesday...

How you make me weary. I have a phone interview today at 10 for a job I don't really think I would be good at. And another interview tomorrow for something I'm not 100% sure of. The woman on the phone seemed nice and I know it has something to do with photography, but I'm not sure what exactly since I'm meeting her at a hotel where she is staying. I'm not sure what I'm getting myself into. But here I am, applying to everything I can find that I'm even half-way qualified for. I just want to break into the world. I want to be found. I don't want to live the life of a rock star or anything, I just want my 15 minutes of fame so that I can save every penny I earn in those short minutes and be set for life. It seems like the easy way out and I've never really gotten that before, but I'm ready to give it a shot. My days consist of applying to jobs, stress-eating from the job search, cleaning something or playing WoW, writing here and there, eating out of sheer boredom, hating myself for being such a fatty-mcfatterson, then going to pick up fiance from class. I really do need a life again. A busy life. A full life. I just feel empty right now. All I have here is fiance, and not that that's a bad thing, but he's got stuff he needs to do all the time so I'm just rather annoying some nights. While he's trying to research theatre styles or draw up his designs I will sit obnoxiously close to him, staring at him, making little whimpering sounds until he pays attention to me. I'm an attention whore. I'm aware of it. Yet I'm living the life of a southern recluse. I need to audition somewhere. Or get back into school. Or at least get a job. The job would be optimal for monetary purposes. But getting back into the theatre or the classroom would be emotionally satisfying. I think I'm going through withdraw. Silly rainy Tuesday... I have no one to people watch because they are all inside- which leaves me to think about things I have no business thinking about. Perhaps I'll go throw myself into wedding invitations... or maybe just out the window.