What a Waste of Black , part deux

So I finally heard back from the lady at Macie's (misspelled on purpose) and she said she would call me tomorrow and hopefully I will be starting work later this week/early next week... THANK GOD.  I don't care if I'm working 10 hour days, I want/need money!  I have been in a most savage mood for the past three days waiting to hear back from them; luckily I'm in a much more cheerful disposition knowing I am in fact going to be working.  I'm watching Gentlemen Prefer Blondes currently, and wondering why women always played such twits in the 50s.  Surely not all women were twits in real life!  Fuck this, I need to find a different film ASAP, Marilyn Monroe is so generic. Looks like I'm going to be watching The September Issue yet again;  I'm craving fashion today.  Thank god I got that job! lol... I now get to play with makeup all day and sell shit I'd actually buy myself (unlike my last job at Scaire's (have to change the name for legal purposes :p ).  Not that I didn't occasionally purchase tutus for myself ;p (shameful, I know).  Hey, sometimes a girl just needs to play dress up.  Having no job and not being in school has gotten old real fast.  I've gone running for the past week straight, and yesterday and today I went running twice because I simply had nothing better to do... pathetic.  I don't even know why I run- I swear to god it makes me fatter because my muscles get bulky.  In addition to running like a buffoon, I've immensely been looking forward to starting work, and given that the dress code is all black, I've played dress up and brainstormed a bevy of fun black ensembles to wear to the new job.  I'm sick.  I've been so terribly boring lately I really think I'm in need of a wild night (or two) out.  I can't remember the last time I was completely shit-faced.  Even though I feel 200 % healthier when I don't drink, sometimes it's good for the soul to drown in cranberry and vodkas.  Seeing as how my plans to visit my bf were shattered I suppose this is the perfect weekend to do so.  All I know, is that I need to get out of this town ASAP.  I'm ready to choke a bitch.  On another note, I've noticed a lot of people posting pictures of themselves in bikini's on facebook recently (tis the season).  I say, if you're proud of your body, more power to you... I am sure some of them are sluts, and I'm sure some of them are not.  I'd just like to say, there are a lot of judgmental individuals out there too quick to call a girl a 'ho' for posting said pic... but why is it ok for men to post shirtless pictures of themselves flexing their goddamn muscles?  It just makes no sense for a double standard to exist in the year 2011.  I'd like to rant about other issues now like abortion, planned parenthood funding, and the use of birth control but I'll save those good topics for another day.  I'm drained.