Resurecting a blog

I've recently become "new-poor". I've spent my post-grad months scouring any resources for any type of work. I've been offered things like door-to-door office supplies salesman, call center rep., and canvassing for political issues. I actually took them up on that last one and, yeah, it was as awful as it sounds.

Being totally broke and economically unfeasible in a huge city for 3 months really sort of changes your outlook on life. I've got nearly a month to get hired in a last ditch effort to stay out here, but in this city that'd be somewhat of a miracle. I find it pretty great that when I had no degree I could support myself and, now that I do, I am begging for jobs at bagel cafes.

Having reached rock-bottom broke, you lose a lot of other things. You can't go out anywhere respectable. All of your friends are at work. So you sort of lose touch with your social life. You can't really go out and pick up girls, offering them to share a forty with you back at your apartment. This leaves you essentially asexual and, of course, repressed completely.

That being said, I kind of "snapped out of it" on the bus the other day when I encountered that sort of beautiful girl that causes actual physical pain to view. I see a lot of pretty girls in Chicago, but this one really struck me. Don't know where I'm going here.

I guess being poor sucks?