If you don't look close you might miss something

So I kind of wanted to keep typing but felt that that last blog needed a space of it's own. So here it a ramble:

I am officially looking for a new job. I can use any help I can get. I have worked on my resume. I actually met a kid in math class who is going to see what he can find at the Federal Building. How random is that. A) I'm excited cause I made a friend at school, which I have done since sophomore year at Wooster. And I have someone to work with, because my other group kind of ousted me because of a lack of communication. I feel kind of bad about it, but I really do have trouble associating with people on a professional level. Anyway, we were kind of chatting in the lab, and we talked about how we both are on 3rd shift and work ridiculous hours and trying to catch sleep where we can. And it's always good to have someone to commiserate with. So, yeah victory flag for making friends. Although I did find it odd he told me to bring a resume on friday and he'll turn it in. But I going to do it, so I hope he doesn't steal my identity. Not much to steal atleast. Suprise!!!!!!! You are $50000 in debt!! MWA HAA HAA Payback is a bitch!
ok, so I am really tired because I'll be typing and not looking at the screen just chugging along, and then I go back a read what I wrote and it has nothing to do with what I wanted to write. I mean like if I meant to write 'i went to school today.' it turns out 'the chicken has cold feet' I don't know what is wrong with me!
Karaoke: I love it, but I make people leave the bar. Seriously, that's how bad I am. I am all about personality and showmanship and nothing to do with singing on key. Here is a sort list that would be on my all time karaoke list:
Friends in Low Places (Can't go wrong crooning Garth Books while drinking beer)
I like Big Butts ( only singing about 50% of the words)
I Would Walk 500 Miles (i love that part that is just gibberish)
Come Sail Away ( no, I don't do the cartman voice)
Fat Bottom Girls (maybe I have an obsession with big butts)
When I think about you I touch myself (i have sent people to therapy with this one)
Killing Me Softly (strangely ironic)

So we'll be karaoking friday, and I think i will be relatively lame because I have people to impress. (i meant tame, the t key is no where near the L key, but I felt the need to not correct it and point it out) I am definitely trying to cut back on being completely utterly ridiculous, but it's SOOOOOOOOOO hard!

Columbus is on next weekend! Yay weekend of swing dancing!! I really want to be good! I aspire to be the guy every woman wants to dance with. And I just want to show them a good time and make them feel special. It's not really about me, it's about them. Cause every girl wants to dance, even if they don't admit it. Unless of course they are allergic. Does anyone want to dance?
I am running out of time. But I just wanted to add, after the last blog I wrote (maybe 25 minutes ago) I felt miserable. But this blog was much happier and I will have an extra bounce in my step as I trot to class, because I get excited thinking about how much fun I'll have karaoking and swing dancing!
Can't wait to crash on my bed!
G'night!