My vacation is officially over, so I have started submitting resumes to prospective employers again. (In defense of my laziness, ACRL -- the Association of College & Research Libraries -- stopped updating the online job listings between December 17 and 30; winter break.) One job that caught my eye, although I am well aware that there is a snowball's chance in Hell that I would ever get the job, is at my alma mater, Wayne State University, as an Information Services Librarian I. I have already submitted my online application for the position, although, to be honest, I don't really want to stay here. Detroit just seems so limited. Part of it is the gay thing -- I'm so shy that it's extremely hard for me to meet anyone in the first place, and the scene here is not really extensive, I guess. More importantly, though, is I want a chance to start over: I've lived my entire life in this area, and it's almost as if it's preventing me from becoming someone else. Does this make sense? My parents and friends live here, and I find their expectations of me sort of... stifling. They have this idea of me that I've sort of outgrown, only I find that I play the role with them because it's what is expected.

The latest first issue of the Flaming Carrot comic hit the shelves today; this was one of my favorites when I was in high school, influenced me a lot in the stories that I was writing then (and now, if I were writing at all), and it's return pleases me. I have yet to read the issue, but I certainly look forward to it. I also look forward to the two-hour season premier of Alias. I hope it's better than last year. More importantly, I hope Evil Francie isn't really dead.