Frustración

I am just about over it.

The unemployment here in Las Vegas is staggering. For bartenders!! And what's worse is that here, they aren't looking to hire bartenders that know what they're doing. Oh no. They are looking to hire young, stupid, busty, attractive girls--or so they think because some of the dogs I've seen here could break mirrors...but they are oh so blonde!!--with little to no experience, but as long as their tits shake when they move, it's A-OK. I am (not so) young (much), busty and attractive, and I know how to make good drinks. I have tons of experience, but I think the managers take one look at me and realise that I am not going to put their penis in my mouth. Oh yes, I said it. And I am not the only one around here who says it out loud. From what I am gathering in my job hunt here, there are many, many frustrated mixologists that are being overlooked. I would love to get those bartenders like me together who are serious about the craft and form our own union. And it's not to say that the young, busty girls couldn't join. But they sure as shit better know how to make a good drink.

The men in Vegas aren't cute. Not even attractive. I don't think I'll be dating anyone for a long, long time. I am sexually frustrated. I think I've forgotten what a man looks like naked. The only picture I can conjure in my mind's eye is an undressed Ken doll. That's not right, is it??

Because I am still looking for a gig, I live at home. Mother is driving me to consider somehow putting myself into the hospital just so I can get away from her. I need the rest and quiet.

Seth Rogan was named one of the sexiest men of the year. Really? Have we somehow changed the definition of (the word) sexy? Because in order to tag that word to him, it would have to mean dumpy, frumpy, blends into a crowd, gaining weight by the minute, frizzed out hair and no discernible musculature whatsoever. If that's what it means then go right ahead and stamp the word "sexy" right on his forehead. In red. And you'd have to move the fro up somehow. How about with a terry cloth headband? Also red.

As one of my favorite stand up comics Sommore says, "Gas is so high, it makes you want to fuck a bus driver, don't it?"

I don't have a television. All my stuff is still in storage in New York City. As soon as I can get a job I can bring all my stuff here. Though, with no television, I found that you can watch a lot of TV programs and movies online. However, I have come to learn really quick that you CAN actually run out of stuff to watch online. Not TV though. Oh no. Even when regular programming is out for the day, you can watch shitty infomercials all night. They are indeed pure crap, but hey, it's on all night. When insomnia hits, who doesn't want to learn more about mineral makeup, steam mops, one step kitchen grillers, food processors, body shapers, vacuums, anti-aging creams, diets, Ginsu knives and hair replacement systems? I mean, god forbid these stations would syndicate great 80's sitcoms.

If you feel that I am a bit snarky in this post, well, I am. I'm pissed damn it!!