I went and played softball yesterday with a team some friends started with the city rec department. I found out that I can actually hit a softball pretty far. If only the guys who picked me last for teams every time in ninth grade could see me now!

Last week I went to the food bank and other non profits to ask if they had any open job positions. At the former, there were two women working there who asked what my field was. I said that I just graduated with an undergrad social work degree, and one of the women scoffs and says, "Get another degree, girl! That's what my degree is, and look where it got me!" She went on to say that although there's a need for social workers, the market's just too saturated here. Damn, I should have been an engineer.

You know what they say: when the going gets tough, the tough get going. On a whim I went into a little coffee and wine shop, and lo and behold, the owner's there. Apparently the girl who opens every morning is going back to Texas, and she needs someone to fill her place. "This might just work out for us," she tells me. I go in to train on Saturday.

No, it ain't social work, but I need to start saving money. I've been looking for a job for too long without any reward. I've mentioned to some people that I'm leaving Colorado in a year; I just want to have some cash on hand first. My plan is to secure an Americorps placement; for those of you who don't know, Americorps is like Peace Corps in the States.

I've always wanted to live by water. I'm looking at assignments and placements on the east coast.

My mother isn't supportive of me leaving. There are probably a list of reasons, but I feel like I need to embark. Liesl said the other day, "I don't want to grow roots in Colorado, you know?" I suppose that's how I feel.

I want to go to grad school for special ed. Americorps would help me out with that.

Dre would come with me. He understands my wanting to go, and we would do it together.

So, there you go.