Isn't fate a strange thing. You go on hundreds of interviews trying your best and then when you aren't paying attention and don't care you suddenly just get the job.

You know, I don't even want a job, I just want the money, but that is what everyone wants. Money without work. Then I could spend my time gaining public support for causes that I believe are important. Saving the earth, protecting endangered species, limiting presidential campagne funds so that all candidates have a set maximum amount to work with. Why should the balance be tilted in the favor of the candidate who campagne was bought with tainted money and expectation from donors that things will be pushed their way?

Isn't this more important?

Went to my stupid 3:00 interview in NYC. It sucked, I don't think I will hear back from them and I don't really care. The job description was pretty lame. The worst part is when they ask you if you really like that position and and then they want you to jump up and down and say " I live for that position." Of course I have a feeling I don't make a very convincing liar specially when the lie is so big and impossible. What I really feel like saying is "that is the most idiotic question in the world, if I came all the way into the city, dressed myself into this stupid suit, and painted some makeup on my face then yes I am here because I want that pathetic job."

After that I went to barnes and Nobles accross the street to drown my sorrows in a good book and a choclate cupcake. The cupcake was disgusting. From there I went to go meet someone who is trying to recruit for his psychic developement circle. I am not so sure it will work, I didn't feel too comfortable with him. It's important to create a circle with people you are comfortable with. No one wants to meditate with one eye open watching the other person.

So by the time I returned to the train to make my way home at 8;00 I wasn't in such a great mood.

Ok this is the bell tower to a church in Lorient, island of St. Barth (my native land). I need to focus on it and prayer that I get the job tommorow because my stupid suit is falling apart and I don't want to get a new one. So I hope that anyone who happens to come across this atrociously spelled blog will please feel inspired by my little bell tower and say a quick prayer for me.

Thank you!

Still seaching for a job. I have an interview set up for tommorow. Ouch! it's going to be the coldest it's been all year. Oh well. I will just layer it up.

I hope it snows. I like snow. I think it brings me luck. Snow has a special ability to make our mundane world look magical. And when things seem magical well anything is possible.

I hope it snows.

You know writing posts is like sending bottles with a letter out to sea. Knowing that no human eye will glance upon it and yet that child in you says it will be picked up by the exact typpe of person you would want it to be seen by. Someone who will open it and nod in approval and bring it home and sit on their porch and read it again. Someone who takes time to look at strange puzzle pieces found in the middle of a forest. This is an arm or a leg or the sun behind a hill.

Ugh, trying to find my place on this planet....my new direction is webdesign and I am attempting to learn dreamweaver by listening to tutorials. Only glitch is that the tutorial version of dreamweaver does not match my current version of dreamweaver so it's a pest trying to follow the lessons.

I am also trying to get in touch with my guide so he/she can do some guiding for me...which I am sure you can tell I desperately need. So I try to meditate but I do not feel that I am making a connection and i am beginning to doubt this wisdom of this strategy.

ok enough chatting I am going to do a rosemary/salt exfoliating scrub and then get back to work. hmmmm the thought of it sounds wonderful.

Boy fall is swooping in at top speeds in New York. My little garden looks quite morose and grey. And I still have to paint my bird feeder so it won't rust to pieces but now its too cold to paint outdoors. I guess I will dig up the base and paint in the basement! oh Joy, if only i learned to do things on time.

This morning i had meant to wake to go to the Macy's day sale but it was so cool out and so warm under my covers I couldn't do it. And then going later to fight through crowds didn't seem feasible either so I was lazy and just did some food shopping, cleaning and took time out to enjoy the fall sunlight which is somehow different from all the other seasons.

I have to work more on my dreamweaver tutorials, do some yoga, some reading and then off to bed.

I will try to wake up early for a little run!!! We will see if I make it. Right?

Hope you like my little cow. I made him while writing the adventures of "Baby Chick". Which reminds me I have to do a lot of editing before i put I blog it.

I have let myself go to weed. In order to remedy this woeful situation I have decided to make my resolutions early. I um think i will try to make them easy so I can feel confident about maintaining them.

1- keep my room clean (you haven't seen my room and neither have I ..... I just see the havoc in it.)I think someone could hide under the piles of clothing i make without me ever finding them.

2- Blog every day rain, snow, hail or sun shine! I will write at least three words.

3 - Put as much possible time into studing to become a webmaster.

I will let you guys know how it turns out. I also plan to throw some daily yoga into it. Even if it means just a 5 minute shoulder stand which also can count toward meditation!

Ok back to my dream weaver tutorials and early to bed!

Sitting at home with my feet up on a wood box i keep stuff in and listing to dreamweaver tutorials until i get loopy.

I feel like an overgrown cat that doesn't want to leave the house. I love being comfy and hassle free!

Now if i can become a webmaster from home life would be perfect.

Back again! Took some time off from searching for a job to see if there isn't something I can study that can be more marketable....computer programing???

hmmm....I feel like I am in a strange dream or something in which everyone seems to know the direction they are hurrying to except for me.

That's ok. I'm sure I will find my way!