The root of all evil.

I’ve been thinking more and more about getting the hell out of L.A.

Pretty much since I’ve been here, I’ve been ready to leave. Its not that I have felt miserable for the last 2 years, nor do I feel I need to get out immediately. I simply know that my time in this city is nearing an end and I’d like to be prepared for a move when that situation presents itself.

Unfortunately, I accrued a significant amount of debt on this adventure in la la land, and my current job provides only enough income for me to eat and (usually) pay my bills. So, knowing how much a move ends up costing combined with my lackadaisical desire to stop burying myself in red ink, I’ve had to consider the possibility of getting… yeah, I know…

A real job.

Trouble with this little plan is that I am not really qualified to do anything. Sure I have a degree, but its in a useless field and most decent entry level jobs require as least some relevant experience. Not that I doubt my abilities; I’m a smart cookie and could probably fake my way through the initial stages of any job and pick up the finer points quick enough, but that doesn’t exactly read well on a résumé.

So maybe another part time job to fill the 30 or so hours a week I sit around doing absolutely nothing would be a better idea. I’d rather not get a second restaurant job, and I’d have to insist (given my age and education) that I be paid more than minimum wage. Plus the flexibility to take mini vacations, which will happen regardless of how broke I am.

Any ideas?