Don't you hate it when you go to a job fair and out of the entire room full of companies, there's only 1 or 2 that apply to you? RAR.

Have phone interviews for opportunities in Kalamazoo. (Yeah.) And a contract position in Jersey. *sigh* I am playing the lottery now.

Am in need of a new phone since my contract ends... erm... tomorrow? Cannot decide between the RAZR and the Treo. Right now, I'm leaning toward the RAZR, just because I hear Verizon will eat your baby for you to use all the functionalities available on the Treo. Hateful.

Roomie's mom is STILL here, officially making it 2 and a HALF weeks instead of the "she'll only be here for two weeks."

Also, I think she's the one who leaves the toilet seat up. For her baby. Even though Baby has his own bathroom. So I put all the lids down every time. What? She can't speak English, and I'm not going to talk to the roomie about something so stupid.

I've tried to talk to her, but she only knows "hi" and "bye" in English. And then spends the rest of the day just sitting in the living room. Why you ask? Because the roomie hides out in his room. And dude, what's up with him letting her sleep on the futon for almost three weeks, when he's the youngest of three and already years older than me which makes her... way older. Especially when he still goes out late at night and comes back very early in the morning. And that futon isn't the most comfortable thing to sleep on -- I should know, I spent like two weeks on that thing during my depression-like bout over the summer.

The only upside to having her here for this long is that it's sort of like a MIL practice session. Sorta. Except she's really nice. But I'm ready to have my apartment back now. *sigh*