Apples and Bananas

Have you heard that song called "Apples and Bananas"? It goes something like this:

 I like to eat, eat, eat apples and bananas
 I like to eat, eat, eat apples and bananas

 I like to ate, ate, ate ay-ples and ba-nay-nays
 I like to ate, ate, ate ay-ples and ba-nay-nays

 I like to eat, eat, eat ee-ples and bee-nee-nees
 I like to eat, eat, eat ee-ples and bee-nee-nees

 I like to ite, ite, ite i-ples and by-ny-nys
 I like to ite, ite, ite i-ples and by-ny-nys

 I like to ote, ote, ote oh-ples and bo-no-nos
 I like to ote, ote, ote oh-ples and bo-no-nos

 I like to oot, oot, oot oo-ples and boo-noo-noos
 I like to oot, oot, oot oo-ples and boo-noo-noos 

And my life kind of feels like that. I like doing the same thing, just in a different way. After last week's adventures I went back to what I'm used to, looking online for things to do, apples and bananas. There were different ways of doing it though. I went to different websites and used different keywords. I applied for nearly 6 jobs and hopefully will hear from at least one of them. I even went out of my way to look for one in Phoenix. With family there it would make for a good change, but nothing too drastic. Looking at things with these different keywords and phrases was kind of like the oopples and bononos.

It was refreshing for a few minutes. I thought it may be the right move, but then reality set in and I realized that I'm allergic to apples and bananas make me poop. It just hasn't worked for me in the past. But, people grow out of allergies and grow accustomed to fiber, right? So it's worth a try.