Scatterbrained.

We’re being inspected at the hotel today. Everyone (but me, as always;) is testy. It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if they shut the place down and forced me to get a real job... In fact- the only thing that’s making me even the slightest bit agitated is the fact that I have to wear my nametag.

I’m little. I have no chest. Nametags are awkward and uncomfortable- there’s no place to *put* it. It would just look silly if I put it between where my breast was *supposed* to be and my shoulder because then it feels like I’m wearing it on my chin. And the fact that the name tag itself may be the same size as said breast makes wearing it there utterly ridiculous. It makes me feel like a children’s pop-up book. BAM! A retangular abstract boobie in relief. ;)

Plus- I’m not even Kell today. I’m Linda. One of our housemen didn’t have his nametag and it was more likely he be a ‘Kell’ than a ‘Linda’...

So it’s already that kind of day. I’m trying to focus and move along here- it’s time to give myself some direction. My future and er... stuff. Maybe I should learn a foreign language or take some night classes. I don’t know. I feel like I’m so static these days. I want to learn to really cook- but I’m completely turned off by grocery shopping. Yesterday, after coming out of the market, I couldn’t find my car. I walked around for like 15 minutes thinking- omg! It’s finally happened, I’ve been stolen-ed in the big city! Turns out there was so much salt on my car I was the proud owner of a little *white* cougar instead of purple... Foooound it! :)

So yeah... any ideas? What do you do when you’re not quite sure where you’d like to end up after all? I just want a ‘thing’ to bridge what I used to be to what I’m going to be. I’d just like to do *something* so I could say- Hey, I’m Kell and *this* is what I do/am doing...