Hire me!

Called all the people about my stolen wallet, finally. So I'll get three copies of my credit report in the mail. And now I won't get sent pre-approved credit card offers, which is good. Everyone on earth, supposedly, is now on the lookout for people taking advantage of my name. Bwah ha ha! Also, did you know that theives sometimes use the LIBRARY CARDS from stolen wallets? I'm getting my ass down to Multnomah library today to tell them my card was stolen, becuase I'm liable for any books etc they take out on my card before I let them know it's stolen. Apparently thieves sometimes like to read too. But they never return the books.

Also: More Panic Mode. But due to the books I got yesterday, I can be sorta zen about it. Maybe. In any case, Sylvania campus bookstore is not hiring. Neither is their library. Neither is Rock Creek's library. I'm so fucked. As far as I know, my only on-campus job options involve food service now. *cries* At that rate, I might as well stay at Fred Meyer. Maybe the Beaverton or Multnomah library is hiring. I doubt it.

Everyone pray that I get a job I like.

In Other News: My throat is still a little sore, but not too bad. I wish I would either get completely better or just get really sick and get it over with.

randomness abounds

Goddamn computer. It crashed the last time I tried to write an entry. My mom's computer sucks, the keyboard is all squishy and my chat program doesn't work. Hmph.

Caeser (the dog) will not be executed due to good behavior. And being obsequious. Ain't I a smarty-pants.

Went to Multnomah library. They gave me a new card right there without any ID. I guess they figure anyone bringing in three books and paying off overdue fines is probably really the card holder. But all the books I wanted, were checked out. They only had the newer version of The Joy of Sex, with sucky pictures. It looks like a couple of supermodel types.

Went to Powell's and got what I wanted instead: A used copy of The Joy of Sex, and an introduction to permaculture. Woo hoo.

The Joy of Sex's text is vastly entertaining but for the wrong reasons. It was written when people were a lot more uptight about sex. Even though the book is supposed to be truly honest, a lot of it is written in innuendo. Also it's rather sexist. The author keeps using "man" to mean "human," and it gets confusing--is he talking about men as a gender, or all of humanity? He also assumes that women get off from straight intercourse, which for most women isn't the case. The section on AIDS (it was a later edition, 1987, the original was out before AIDS) is just plain horrible. Everything is the fault of bisexual men, according to him. Don't have sex with hemophiliacs, bisexual men, or needle-users, and you don't have to worry! Yeah right. Also rather heterosexist: bisexuality is assumed, but you really want to have straight sex, don't you? If you don't, there's obviously something terribly wrong with you. Plus if you're a guy you're going to give everyone AIDS. Lesbianism is only discussed as a turn-on for straight men. UGH.

Still....has nice pictures. Yum.

Also: Can probably survive on financial aid. Whew.