Late Night Snack Post

Hello Everyone!

Its sunday night, and for most of you American bloggers that means one thing …. WORK MONDAY MORNING. Now, this particular Monday won’t be so terrible for me because I have a plethora of new clothes from a shopping trip this weekend so I’ll be feeling fresh.


Even though I’ve been working the same job for only 3 months, I worry that I’m falling into what I like to call a JOB rut. So, I love the job I have right now… it is the PERFECT place for me to be at twenty something years old, but unfortunately it is not in my field of interest so that is exactly what it is to me, a job. I look forward to the weekends and days off….. Everything is turning into a routine, and being in college for 5 years was anything but routine ….. I just worry I’m going to wake up one morning, start drinking coffee, and look forward to the highlight of my day – good water cooler gossip. The ONE thing that I will say about this position is that I get out of work before it gets dark…. For some odd reason, the recent day-light savings time induced darkness that begins around 5 has really affected me. When it gets dark I lose ALL motivation to do anything, leaving my bed … much less my apartment is nothing but a dreadful chore I avoid at all costs. I get about 2 hours of sunlight after work to do what I need to … so I am lucky.  I’ve considered investing in one of those light box’s that supposedly help fight Seasonal Affect Disorder, but I haven’t don’t enough research into the validity of the theory behind it.


I’m sure everyone goes through phases like these, and if any of you would care to share solutions to get out of this rut… I’d LOVE to hear them.


Goodnight blogosphere, sweet dreams.


Locked up ….. in Literature.

Hey ladies and germs!

Thought you got rid of me?! NAHHHHHH. As usual, I took an extended break from the daunting task of telling you all about my life.

Hmmmmm – I GOT THE JOB AT THE LAW FIRM! I am “Director of Client Services” which makes me feel like a bad boss bitch. I love my boss – although its been 3 weeks since I’ve seen her and its been hard to … and don’t get mad that i’m complaining… hard to do nothing. I have to answer about 2 emails/phone calls ….. A DAY. I have a wonderful schedule so at least I’m not here 9-5, haha I’m here 10-3.

I’m not sure if I’m allowed to be blogging at work, but like i said – I have nothing else to do… plus shes not here …. plus I’ve stayed off of the completely anti-productive social media site (facebook, twitter)… I just don’t want to get in trouble and get fired.


If you haven’t noticed…. I’m a worrier. If there is a chance something will go wrong, something will happen etc ….. I worry about it. Its a large fault of mine, and ends up causing me some pretty serious anxiety. If you looked in my stomach, I’m sure there’s a the beginning of an ulcer forming down there. Some people may blame it on Catholic guilt – which is totally possible (what kind of “faith” makes you publicly shame yourself by confessing every single bad thing you’ve done). Anyway …. lets see – today alone i’ve felt bad for running out of cat food, cutting a guy off on the high way, coming into work 2 minutes late AND obviously – blogging.

Since we last spoke I went on a serious prison education binge. Well “education” should be put loosely. By that I mean I’ve read about 5 books and watched all of the episodes of Lock Down that are on Netflix…. first class, ivy league education right there haha. Some of the titles I read were

 Going Up the River “Travels in a Prison Nation” by Joseph T. Hallinan

 – This book was VERY good. It was an in-depth look at America’s prison system from an economic and industrial viewpoint. It discusses the trend of building prisons for jobs, not to house criminals. Not many people view prisons as anything but a can to put society’s “trash” or “unmentionables” but in fact prisons serve a much greater purpose – to provide jobs in rural areas to those people who need work. Just take a gander at the environment prisons are built in … do you see them in the middle of populated, business-rich cities? NOPE. You see them in rural, jobless, resource-less areas that allow for this thrown away society. Anyway – if you are interested in the economics behind prisons – this is a MUST READ.

Newjack, Guarding Sing Sing. By Ted Conover.

This book was much different. I find participant observation fascinating, and that is exactly what Ted has done. Apparently he was denied access to Sing Sing as a journalist so he made the sociological decision to forgo his comfortable, limited-stress life for the life of a prison guard (which is anything but comfortable, or low stress). He put his life in danger to obtain information the public might else never know. Although it wasn’t as “gritty” or “juicy” as I expected – it told a good story of the kinds of troubles, dangers and social issues a prison guard faces. Theres one quote that really stuck with me (its not a direct quote, so i’ll probably botch it) but it went along the lines of “Prisoners and guards are both serving life sentences, guards just do theirs in 8 hour shifts.”

Fish By T.J Parsell

If you are looking for a tv show type drama of a book … this is it. The unfortunate thing is that for T.J, the scene didn’t end when someone called cut. TJ or “fish” as he was so fondly referred to as, held up a photo store. As a result he was sentenced to time in an adult prison. This book provides a look into the life of someone who is in prison, and doesn’t belong there. He was young, immature, naive ….. all of the things a KID is supposed to be. In this book he vividly recounts multiple rapes, and assaults as well as the inner workings of a prison society. I found T.J incredibly BRAVE to write this book, to come out to the world and tell them what happened to him, whats happening to the people we as a society lock up and throw away the key. I truly hope he has found peace and love in his life, and I apologize on behalf of our society and  the prison system for purporting these acts on a seventeen year old kid.

I can’t remember the other titles (unfortunately Barnes and Noble has an incredibly small criminology section). I have another book – a book of prisoners creative writing waiting for me … but I took a break and am reading a sci-fi book now.


I cant even get into my love life right now. It’s too complicated and if I talk about it I might cry, and I’m at work so thats not good.

“Craigslist Killed”


I have my third, and as of right now, last interview today at 3pm. Here’s the situation –

I applied to this job (business assistant) on Craigslist. Shortly after I got an email from a woman asking if I was available for an interview to which i replied yes. We scheduled one for today, and she gave me the address where I should go for the interview and underneath it says “this is a residence”.

The first thing that popped into my naive mind was that she owns her own business which she probably runs out of her house. The realists in my life (Tony, Sarah, Dad) quickly reminded me that I could get “craigslist killed”, and that it was very bizarre that she wanted me to meet her at a house. Now, I am in my 20’s, I tower over most people I know at 5’11… unless weapons were involved, I am confident that if I encountered a problem with this woman, I at least have the ability to get myself out of a situation. Do you see how far ahead of myself I get? This is what happens when people tell me the bad of a situation. Sometimes, I elect to be naive. When I got the email, because I am an intelligent educated human, of course the dangers of the situation flashed across my head. The actual danger in thinking this way is that you miss out on things because you are scared. What if this is an excellent opportunity for me and I don’t get to experience it because of the small chance this woman is a serial killer (THE ODDS OF ANY WOMAN BEING A SERIAL KILLER ARE SO LOW). So my father and I came to a happy compromise. I would e-mail her, and ask to speak with her on the phone before the interview, I wouldn’t mention the craigslist killed thing, I just explained I’d like to learn a little more about the work she does. If she says no, or doesn’t respond (i.e i get a phone call), I won’t go to the interview. If she does and I feel comfortable after speaking with her, I will go. The other thing that makes me thing this situation is legit, is that she lives in a rich neighborhood – now I’m not saying rich people aren’t crazy psychopaths also, one could argue that it takes the skills of a sociopath to acquire such quantities of money, but I’d feel better walking into a mansion than a shack with broken windows – ohh the way society has shaped the way I think astounds even me sometimes.

And now we wait for the phone call.