I can't make up for lost blogging time, but I can hope to somehow endear myself to those lovely readers who still check this page by improving its' and making promises to write more regularly. Today's filled with snowflakes and raindrops- a perfect backdrop for publishing musings long held in the back of my mind.

I've been cooking a lot recently, perhaps because my nervousness over finding a job makes me want to eat more, or maybe because it takes up long hours otherwise filled with attempts at 'networking' (as they say in those Improve Your Interviewing Skills books that do virtually nothing). I have learned how to bake bread: whole wheat, french, boule, as well as many different kinds of muffin, cookie, etc.. I can flip almost anything in a frying pan and have even managed to make my own frozen yogurt. When I say frozen yogurt, I mean the more complicated version; not simply taking a tub of Dannon and throwing it into the ice compartment.

My carpet-grooming skills have also grown remarkably. Since it's purchase last week, the steam vaccuum my parents have invested in has only been used by yours truly. I've shampooed every carpet in the house, and even perfected the variation of angles that should be used on those 'problem spots'. I could eat breakfast off the floor. I make a conscious choice not to. Sometimes when my family's out of town, which more often than not, I go through the closets and give away all of the items I deem unnecessary or unloved, and drive them over to goodwill.

Needless to say, I feel a little unnecessary, myself. I understand the state of the economy is very poor, and that everyone must endure rejection from time to time, but today, this afternoon, it feels especially heavy. I understand I am noone to complain; I have a family that loves me and is willing to look out for me as I tweak my plans for furthering my education and my all-out search for a job somehow related to the field. I have it really good. I have it great.

I am sure you've already slapped yourself on your forehead trying to understand what the hell I'm trying to say. I am wondering that myself. Maybe it's the snow and slush, or the overall grayness of the day, but I can't help but feel defeated. So leave me a note if you feel like it...