So today, I went out looking for a job since I've recently moved back to my hometown. Not as many jobs as I'd hope for. Well there are jobs, not the ones I'd like. But with the times being like they are, I guess you can't be too picky, right? But I feel I should have the right to be picky. I mean I'm the one who has to work at the lame job they're trying to get me to do. But oh well, I guess it's waiting tables for a few months till I can go back to my bigger college town.