Saturday, October 9, 2010

Getting Sick. Getting Older. Getting...A Job???

Bleck. I've caught the crud that's going around. Last night I even skipped out on going 80's dancing with friends to stay home and blow my nose repeatedly. You know I really don't feel well when I pass on 80's night.

I miss the days when being sick was kind of glamorous. Not that being sick is ever fun. But when I was a little kid, coming down with the flu meant that I got to move Mom's TV into my room. It meant staying home from school to watch hours of "The Price Is Right" while Mom made sure there was always a full glass of 7-up in front of me.

Getting sick is just annoying when you're an adult though. Oh how times change.

It's still weird to think of myself as an adult. I just realized that I'm going to turn 23 in about two weeks. TWENTY THREE. How on earth did I get to be 23 already? What am I doing with my life???

(Note: Those are rhetorical questions. Do not answer them.)

I think all I really want for my birthday is the job that I just spent all day trying to get stuff in place for. I'm being vague on purpose because I don't want to hype up something that might not even happen. If I got this job, my life would change radically for a bit, but I'm totally up for it. I think I have a good chance of getting hired. I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but the company seems interested in me. We'll see what happens. Till then, I'm sitting here crossing my fingers.

I really should go to bed. I want to be better by tomorrow night so that I can go to a little dinner party in the community kitchen. I think a whole bunch of people are going to be listening to music, cooking spaghetti, and drinking wine. I still have only met a handful of people in the building, so it would probably be a good idea to show up with some organic vegetables and mingle with people I haven't met yet.

But before I go to bed, I should mention something exciting that's happening in the blogosphere. I've joined forces with two great blogger friends, Tom and Allison. The three of us discovered that we were all going through the same 20something angst, so we created a little something called The Transatlantic Support Group. Check it out! It's still pretty new, but it's been turning out pretty cool so far. You might enjoy it (and possibly be able to relate to it). :)

Anyway, that's all I've got. That bottle of Nyquill by the bathroom sink is calling my name. More interesting/coherent post next time, I promise. :)

Over and out.


  1. Good luck with the job! And get some rest and some vitamin C!

    What is this Transatlantic Support Group you speak of? Seems pretty awesome ;)

  2. I can't help feeling like somehow I shared my germs with you via the Internet, which is totally irrational. Good luck with your potential job. I hope you feel better soon, being sick is so boring and lame. Whenever I'm sick, I watch Gremlins.

  3. Being sick totally was fun when you were a kid. I hate being an adult.

  4. Wait until you get to 28!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG i cant believe am 28. Ugh!

    Anyhoo, you could always make your sickness glam and 80's at the same time (hard but possible) by listening to some Madonna and blowing your nose on silk tissues :D

  5. Allison - Thanks! And yeah, I thought you may have heard of that Transatlantic Support Group. ;) It's pretty awesome indeed.

    Jay - Haha, you and your infectious internet germs! Why did you have to go and get me sick? :P
    Just kidding, of course. I was feeling sick before you left me that intense amount of comment love yesterday, so I don't think I caught your germs via the Internet. By the way, thanks for that intense amount of comment love. I'm a bit impressed that you read my entire blog from start to finish. Gold star for you.

    Adria - Yeah, being an adult is the worst. Why did we ever think growing up was a good idea? Haha.

    Lady Noix De Coco - I love your idea for glamming up sickness. I'm totally gonna put on some Madonna. And maybe even hunt down some silk tissues and blow my nose on them. :D

  6. Yay, I got a gold star! Don't feel too special, I give all good blogs that amount of comment love. You are special though. Haha, but you know you wouldn't have gotten that many comments without Ryan.

  7. No. Way. I'm completely ill too. Must have been the emails. When you're young, being ill also comes with the enticing prospect of a day off school. Now, I'm thinking 'I simply can't be ill. I can't take time off. I'm far too busy. This is the absolute worst time' among other equally dramatic thoughts. I am so old.

    I hope you feel better before your dinner party and good luck with job, too. :)

    Off to pen my latest TASG post *holds up Captain Planet ring*

  8. Gah. I too miss the days when getting sick had it's perks. Now getting sick tends to mean forcing myself to go to work and work through it, and only taking the time off after I've spent five hours puking on shift already.

    Gosh, I do miss when getting sick didn't have huge monetary consequences.


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