Budget grammar and balmy breezes

The Post-Dispatch finally picks up on what the New York Times reported on last week.  I am very excited about all of these closures, because at least two of the bus routes that I used to depend on are being cut completely, and the trains, which I already feel did not run frequently enough, are going to be running less frequently.  I have to get out of this crazy town.  I need to live in a place that meets the following three requirements: blue state, adequate mass transit, Ikea.

Also, I am slightly bitter that the vinyl hoods, which are going to be placed over the 2,300 bus stops that are no longer being serviced, are missing a much-needed complementizer and maybe some commas.  BUT I GUESS SINCE WE ARE IN AN ECONOMIC CRISIS, WE DON’T NEED TO WORRY ABOUT SUCH PALTRY THINGS AS GRAMMAR.  COME ON!

Today has been slow on the job-search front.  I feel unmotivated to look for new jobs right now since I am waiting to hear back on the interviews that I had last week and the week before.  And since I know that that is not exactly a constructive way to go about looking for a job, I want you to know that I looked for jobs anyway today but didn’t find any worth applying for.  Did you know that the economy is slowly collapsing and it turns out that like ten percent of Americans are looking for work right now?  In a market where fewer jobs exist already because any company being run by someone with a brain is trying to keep costs down as much as possible? Hmmm?  Because I did.

Instead of writing cover letters today, I vacuumed my apartment, which was necessary since tumbleweed-like formations of cat hair were forming on my hardwood floors.  I also mopped with eco-friendly cleaning products that I bought back when I had a job (which, if you were wondering, was over a month ago).  My entire apartment has been cleaned.  And I did it all with the windows open, because in addition to being an economic crisis, we are having a climate crisis.  So it was a sultry 70°F. In February.  Early February.

So far this week, my pizza roll count is at 0 and my yogurt count is at 2.  I am bringing you the statistics that matter.