Jun 20, 2006 22:07
I'm so excited for this week. Tomorrow morning I'm going to an environmental press conference with 2 other people from my office, and then after canvassing we're leaving to go to the state capital for some major lobbying action and more canvassing. I get back Saturday evening. I actually canvassed a state legislator today and we might go visit him at his office some time this week.
There'll be a press release about our trip to Springfield, so we might be on TV. I think the director hired me for the position because I was "articulate" in the interview, but I'm pretty certain I'd get uber-tongue-tied if I had to say anything on TV. Plus I don't want to actually have to worry about not looking crappy. So I'm divided between wanting the press to give us a lot of attention and wanting to shy away. Maybe I can just hide behind Laura.
The only sucky thing about the trip is the fact that now I won't be able to hang out with Maya before she leaves for Berkeley. :(
I'm also working on a letter-writing campaign--we're trying to get at least 12 letters published nationwide by the end of the summer. Coincidentally, one of the people I signed up yesterday actually directed me to a website that lets you download a program that allows you e-mail a letter simultaneously to 300 editors of newspapers nationwide, which should be a huge help.
So basically I actually like my job, but I still don't know if I can stick with it. I'm just not pulling in enough $, especially when you factor in transportation costs. I don't know what to do. I don't want to quit, but I don't think I can find or manage to work an additional evening job. I already work 48 hours a week as it is. I've put in my application to Connie's (waitressing job) and a Sears phone bank that makes delivery calls. At least that way I wouldn't have to worry about transportation $ and could count on $8-9/hr. minimum. I might not be able to get as many hours, though, especially at Connie's. It's just a huge mess.
I guess if I get really desperate I can donate eggs ($5000). But I dunno. I dunno if it would bother me or not knowing that I had a kid out there somewhere that I knew nothing about. I mean, I might feel responsible for the kid's well-being in some way. Plus taking huge-ass injections on a daily basis and turning into a cranky bitch probably wouldn't decrease my stress level much. Blah.
On a completely unrelated topic, HAS ANYONE SEEN MULHOLLAND DRIVE? CAN ANYONE EXPLAIN IT? Tom and I watched it last night and could make absolutely no sense of it.
Conversation from today:
Maya: YOU were never any one's bitch.
Me: No, I was EVERYone's bitch.
Maya: HAHAHA. True.