Flickr, Flat Tires, and Job Hunts

I finally used my Flickr account today. I must say, it’s pretty darn cool–I don’t know why the heck I never used it before! It sucks that you only get 20mb (is it?) of upload space, but I love how simple-to-use it is and how aesthetically pleasing it is as well. I only managed to get about 1/4 of my Mini Vacation photos up. I might even go for just paying for an account. We’ll see.

I successfully installed and figured out how to customize the Flickr plugin for WordPress, as you can see on the side bar. I’m so proud of myself. I didn’t screw anything up! *knocks on wood*

It started out as any normal day today. I made Mario breakfast (I actually decided to be nice this morning. I didn’t speak to him at all last night though *hmph*), gave the kids their cereal and ate my breakfast. Then I worked on my Flickr album. Then I get an e-mail from John that his car had a flat. About an hour later he calls and asks if I can drop his spare tire off and follow him home. “Sure”, I say, “I’ll be there at 12.” He replies with, “I owe you a favor.”

Tonight he shall help me wash dishes :).

I put the spare tire in the trunk of the Sentra and when 11:20 came around I went to the bank (I was broke and needed money for gas), put gas in the car and then drove to the school. I look for his car and am shocked to see the back driver side tire ripped to shreds along the inside in a perfect line. I don’t know how that boy made it all the way to school.

I waited in the lounge till he got out of class. I saw a few old classmates and when John came out, we went back to his (my old) classroom to say hi to Mrs. C-R and ask about my diploma. She looked so cute today, with her big tummy ^_^. We chatted a little about our pregnancies and about how scary John’s car is. Bubba, who used to be one of my classmates and is a buddy of John’s, helped John with the tire while Mrs. C-R and I walked to an office to get my diploma. The lady who gave it to me congratulated me, praised me on my 4.0 and told me how today’s the longest day of the year. Cool!

Mrs. C-R told me about a job opening and asked if I had my resume on hand. I’d forgotten my thumb drive so I didn’t have it. She told me to go to Mr. M’s office to see if he maybe had a copy of my resume on file from the last time I met with him. So there I go.

He had an appointment with a girl that used to be in my class, Ruth. She was one of the ones that got involved back when we had that little fiasco with Ricci. Anyway, Mr. M kept giving her tips on what to say during the interview but she kept giggling and saying, “Ah, Sir! I can’t say it!” I think I waited longer because he never got through to her.

He asked what happened at my old job and I told him. He looked for a copy of my resume and didn’t find one, but gave me copies of a whole bunch of job postings he had. He said he’d really reccommend for me to call the people Ruth had just called–he said I had a really good chance of getting it.

I’d made an appointment, but changed my mind. It’s all the way in McAllen and I want to try getting something closer first.

So after John got the spare on his car and I was done at Mr. M’s office I had the brilliant idea of going to my high school’s main office to buy my diploma. I’d lost it a while back but never went to buy it. I was supposed to go back since before I started school last year O_o.

John left his car at the school and we went. Far, far away we went, and never found the building. Finally, when it seemed like we were going to fall off the side of the Earth, I find the Region One building and desperately ask for directions. They don’t know WHAT the hell I’m talking about.

The nice receptionist called everywhere she knew until she found my old high school’s phone number. It was busy. We get to talking and then she tells me about another campus and how it was across from the hospital. THAT’S IT! I say, and she gives me directions. We were WAY OFF. I had to go back several hundred streets until we found it.

I pay the $8. It should arrive in 3-4 weeks. I have to go back and pick it up. Bleh. I’m glad I got it done though. I was peeing to death, so I went and peed and then we left.

We pick up John’s car and I followed him to Wal-Mart, where I needed to pick up ground beef, ham, TP and paper towels. Then I followed John home. Actually, not quite since he stopped at the same store I picked him up yesterday when his car overheated (did I mention that already? Probably not. Yes. His car screwed up for the 2nd time in a row today. Yesterday it overheated. Then, after picking him up, I got home to a horribly hot house since the electricity’d gone out!). Well, his car was fine. Overheating but was fine after he turned it off for a few seconds. I followed him back home and we made it. Finally.

I got here and filled out the rest of the applications I’d gotten. I’m praying that they’ll hire me here, if not, I have no choice but to try in other cities. I’m gonna find something darnit!