come to think of it, i did own an easy bake oven as a child

unemployed, day 37.

ive become quite adept at being unemployed - in fact, its now listed on my resume as a skill, right under bullshitter extraordinaire. in turn, my desire to return to cubicle nation is nearly dead. not that i ever loved the cube, but a paycheck is nice every so often. of course in order to become gainfully employed a few things have to come together. step one is showing up on time for interviews. or in my case, showing up at all. i blew one off today as a matter of fact (sorry dad). the sad thing is, I don't feel guilty. I suppose I should, but I don't. its that voice in my head that says, run for your life!!!

in the meantime, ive been voraciously reading anything I can find about law school and life as a lawyer and other such related jurispredence-based content in books, magazines, blogs, blah.blah.blah. and you know what i keep being told ...life as a lawyer blows (surprise surprise). now, i am not one to be easily influenced by the experiences of others and typically am more inclined to try shit out myself but in this case, the evidence does seem to overwhelmingly point toward DON'T DO IT. That is, unless you aspire to be a depressed, twice divorced, alcoholic (thanks but i can achieve such milestones on my own.) remember that commercial from back in the day that tried to dissuade kids from using drugs - they show the kid playing ball and he says i want to be an athlete and then they show the girl reading and says she wants to be a teacher and then they show the burnout and a voice comes on to say "no one ever says they want to be a junkie when they grow up." bet the dude was an ex-lawyer.ha.

of course there is the argument on the other side of the coin which points toward going to law school for the mere academic piece. learning for the sake of learning. how lovely. and seeing that i am a self-proclaimed closet dork this one has a certain allure to it (and helped to get me into this predicament in the first place). here's the thing, ive done far better in the world of school than I have (thus far) in the world of working. at least on paper. of course the dress code has a lot to do with it. you can show up in your pajamas or flip flops without anyone batting an eyelash. that shit doesnt work too well in the office. trust me, ive tried. and i dont think such attire would go over so well in court either (someone should of told that to michael jackson..ha.ha.)

the word on the street is also that its a misconception to go to law school because you arent sure what else to do or because you have done well enough to get in. so feeling evermore defeated, i actually went to the self-help section of borders yesterday. interesting crowd to say the least.

amongst the dating guides and recovery memoirs, I came across a book called "what should i do with my life?". seriously, thats the title. its written by a man named Po(which is also the same name as the crack type substance they put in your cocktails in brazil to keep you awake..fyi). so in the book Po goes around and interviews all these peeps who struggled to find their niche in the universe of working or got burnt out working for the man (in my case, the fat whore ex-boss). and so i start reading. and here's the kicker, one dude is profiled who went to a top law school, practiced for a few years, and HATED it. yep. he finally got up the balls to leave and chose to use his brain cells to open a cake store (a bakery that only sells cakes). yep. making cakes brought him tremendous happiness in a way that carrying out the laws of the land did not. i love it. who needs to put criminals in jail when there are cakes to be iced! and the dude talked about how he was afraid to jump into something else because he'd invested all this time and energy into school..he also mentioned that all this friends from law school talked about wanting to do dropout of the legal world but had too many loans hanging over their head to just pack up and leave their 90 hour work weeks in the trenches.

maybe the writing is on the wall....maybe i should go dust off my easy bake oven. now i just need to find a picture of jesus in my toast and that will propel me to embark on such a crazy journey.(well, after i sell it to some religious fanatic on ebay for millions).

rock on kiddos!
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