One of my favorite parts about getting older is remembering the craziness of my youth.
Ok, so I’m hardly “old.” But I have, at any rate, grown out of the Plus One fandom that enmeshed me some eight years ago. So now as I listen to their debut album again (and can still pick out their distinct voices), I am filled with a certain elation.
I don’t care how lame they were (or continue to be haha) …boybands are fabulous. 😀
On a less whimsical note, I have been looking for jobs this afternoon. The prospect of preparing resumes, cover letters, and applications does not enthuse me. I lack a definitive calling or vocation – or rather I haven’t discovered it yet. This makes the decision making process all the more difficult for such an indecisive person as I often am. Things haven’t changed much from the last time you heard I could be anywhere from New Zealand to France to New York to Seattle. Antarctica is always an option, but not a very financially feasible one at this point in my debt history. 😛