Well That Was Embarrassing...

Well... Well it's been 2 years since my initial blog post, and ironically that post promised that it would not be my last post.  I guess as of now it wasn't a lie.
 A lot has happened to me and nothing much as well.

I am currently an "Inbound Ad Sales Rep" with a large local Chicago-based newspaper, but I still mostly surf the web and read and listen to podcasts.  I also take phone calls from people who are trying to place classified ads in the newspaper.  So mostly old people.
I make $12 an hour, which is not enough to make ends meet.  Which is fine.  I have been broke for about 2 years straight, and somehow am still surprised when every week I check my bank account and I have $30 to last the next week after paying bills and rent and bills and bills and grocery shopping.

I have a very sweet boyfriend with whom I live in Uptown.  He makes just slightly more than I do, but works mostly nights, which is tough.  We are wonderful examples of people who can't seem to live up to our potential (especially according to my parents).  The economy and job market are two things that make me want to sit down and cry.
I recently read this article:
1 in 2 new graduates are jobless or underemployed

Yup.  That's the world I live in.  I graduated college with a fancy liberal arts degree and now I will never ever have a well paying job.  I cannot dwell on this too much or my little brain will explode.  All I know is that I am becoming one of those petty people who listens to Mitt Romney talk about his "couple-a cars" and I want to smash my hand-me-down tube tv.  I can't help it.  I am not mad at him for being successful...I am furious because I don't think I will ever be given a shot to become successful.  Ever.  And that he doesn't pay enough in taxes.

Let me try to describe my 18 year-old-self's vision of what 26 is like vs the reality:
Married/thinking about marriage (ok...close there.  Not that anyone can afford a wedding or anything)
Living in a nice apartment downtown (Nice apartment...kind of dangerous neighborhood.  I make the sacrifice because I needed granite countertops)
Making a decent living...say 50K? (Try halfing that, bub)
Have a job that is mentally stimulating (....no.  most stimulating part of my day is reading Friendly Atheist or steaming Morning Joe on MSNBC.  Or figuring out the appropriate abbreviation for "overnight" so someone can fit into a smaller ad template.  Or this game)
Keep in decent shape, maybe take a few dance classes here and there (Shut up, 18 year old me.  I hate you)
Have some stimulating hobbies- hopefully keeping up with horseback riding (I might take a part time job shoveling shit at a stable near by for minimum wage.  Is that what you mean, you 18 year old know-nothing bitch?)
Possess an adult, fashionable-but-not-too-high-fashion wardrobe (I do own 8 different colored target $8 V neck Ts.  Check and mate)

So that's that.  Like 24 year old me who wrote the last entry, I haven't decided what this is going to be.  Something between an atheist, feminist, budget, weight-loss thing.  Or something else.

We shall see.