Junkstyle Diva

I found a place to live temporarily. I am there for two weeks then I will see where I go. It is a lovely room... I mean closet... no room. The house is beautiful, something out of a shabby chic magazine... I'm not kidding! The view is fabulous and there is a lovely garden. My room is small though... I would guess 10' x 5' and it costs $175 a week. I have kitchen privilages, access to the laundry and the neighborhood is upscale. I am 15 minutes away from the ocean and Dana Point. I can actually smell the money from here. The woman renting the room also rents another room. She is a victim of this mortage mess. Actually the whole thing reminds me of the movie with Sally Field "Places in the Heart". It was about a woman during the depression who rented out rooms to make ends meet. I think this so called recession has hit people alot harder than the media leads us to believe. I guess if they called it what it really, is our economy would be worse. You know that saying? "Ignorance is bliss". I guess sometimes it is.

I am still looking for work. I think I will have to go back to waitressing at least for a short time and I will be lucky to get that. I am working this weekend and I told the person who hired me thanks for the job numerous times. I really am grateful for the work. Hopefully, they will send me out on more jobs in the future and I can do that until I land a good paying full time gig, hopefully in management. A few years ago I managed to convince some big wig at a car dealership to hire me as a sales person even though I had no previous experience. I should be able to pull this management thing off.

I was thinking of putting a large jar in my car and throwing quarters in it everytime I cuss while driving. I figure at the rate I am going now by the end of the year I will have enough money for a good down payment towards a house. I find that cursing the driver next to me helps me drive better. Have you driven the LA freeways? It is similar to bumper cars. It is a miracle there aren't more accidents than there are. So I put Lulu (the name of my Scion) in hyper speed and fly down the freeway at a breath taking speed of 62 mph! Cursing and singing (I have the radio full blast)! Ah! This southern cali lifestyle is the life for me!