GEAR SHIFT!

LOOK OUT MR. PRESIDENT!!!!!
Damn, I am going to hell.

On a completely unrelated note (unless you can relate a twist on the JFK assassination to my job plans; I'm still working on it):

Boy did I ever just throw a curveball into my future "plans". I hung out with Liz last night; she told me that her employer (a group that publishes newletters for various organizations) is looking to hire more people to do what she does.

What does she do? She gets to be a reporter for railroad-related stuff (Liz, if you're reading this forgive me). Every couple of weeks she has to travel to various parts of the country to do random stories on random things. Dispite that fact I have no collegiate-level journalism experience (aside from that stupid Journalism 101 class I took as an elective), I'm apparently qualified for this job because I can do the following:

I have just written a sentence to show that I am qualified for this position.

Haha. Anyway, considering how I only have one legitimate job prospect at the moment (in suburban KC), and on top of that I've never been completely certain I want to get into this whole GIS thing, and I'm young, and blah blah blah hurr blah, I just sent her boss a resume and one nifty cover letter. The pay is less than I would probably get doing GIS stuff, but at least it'd have variety. Plus, I probably would just continue to live at home for the forseeable future.

What the hell.