Oh, so much to catch up on. I have my own computer now, so there's no excuse besides laziness for not updating LJ more ( Read more... )

After a crazy morning, I went to a temp/permanent employment agency in Libertyville. The lady, Nancy, was super nice and was pretty positive she could place me. I'm going to go back there tomorrow at 11AM to take the proficiency tests and then I might have an interview afterwards ( Read more... )

Even though I haven't found a job yet, Sunday night still feels like Sunday night. Like I should be waking up early and going somewhere. There's still that comforting dread deep inside, the dread of another Monday, even though it's just like any other day for me at the moment ( Read more... )

I've been home a week now. Jetlag is finally over and it's starting to feel like this isn't just a little holiday and I'll be jetting back to London soon. So yeah. It's starting to feel more permanent (which isn't the case anyway, since I'm moving to California after the holidays, but still ( Read more... )

I've got my vanilla coke, the soundtrack for Bridget Jones's Diary in my Christmas-new personal CD player that doesn't make grindy noises and stop working, and the internet.

There's a GCCA Committee chat right now, the only one I'll be able to go to during this semester, and first the Mac, and now Yahoo is refusing to cooperate. Arg ( Read more... )

Hehehe. Just got back from the interview. The lady was really nice and explained a lot. It really sounds like a great place to work, and I love children. We talked and I think I made a decent impression. She has two other girls to interview, and I'll know on Friday afternoon if I got the job ( Read more... )

I'm leaving for the job interview in, like, two minutes. Wish me luck!

I have a job interview tomorrow. Not with my dream job - copy editor - but with my pediatrician's office. Still, a job is a job. If I get it, I'll be working 3 days a week, which is enough to earn some money and still have time for school, which I fear is going to involve a lot of work, specifically a lot of reading ( Read more... )

I'm going CA-RAZY waiting for the newspaper to get back to me. I keep checking my e-mail and it keeps saying "You have 0 unread messages" and it makes me want to cry and kick something/one. Me no have patience for this. ARGH!

Okay, so I'm not really bleeding purple blood, but I left my purple uniball vision pen uncapped while I was typing up a story, and now I have strange purple marks on the inside of my arm, by my wrist. It looks like some freaky, alien stigmata ( Read more... )