Greetings from the Library
We haven't got internet set up at our house, so I am at the Library using their internet while searching for a job (and checking my facebook).
Yesterday, I had an interview for the Assistant Manager position at the Uwajimaya gift shop in Seattle, which I think would be cool, though it was a bit disconcerting that I was the only non-asian person in the office. I hope they call me back for a second interview. But I've got to call the temp agency to see if they have any work for me next week, because I've been waking up late and walking the dog and drinking french press, since I don't really have work.
I got accepted to grad school, so I'll be a librarian someday. I would like to get a job at a library, but their recruitment pools are all closed. I'll have to volunteer to get experience, I think.
Yesterday, I got a message on my facebook from the guy I dated in Japan about a postcard I had sent him, and Casey saw it and got really upset. I sent a Yoshitomo Nara postcard of a little kid smoking because I'd recently seen photos of my ex smoking, but he'd long insisted that he would never be a smoker again, so I was being a smarty pants, but Casey was so upset he wasn't really talking to me and decided to take a little nap and then tell me how upset he was about it. What the hell? Does he think this other guy is competition? I moved to another state for him. I didn't stay in Japan for the other guy, even after he invited me to live with him. I think that says something.
I hope he doesn't pull this again anytime soon. Or ever again, really. Because I really didn't appreciate it.
Yesterday, I had an interview for the Assistant Manager position at the Uwajimaya gift shop in Seattle, which I think would be cool, though it was a bit disconcerting that I was the only non-asian person in the office. I hope they call me back for a second interview. But I've got to call the temp agency to see if they have any work for me next week, because I've been waking up late and walking the dog and drinking french press, since I don't really have work.
I got accepted to grad school, so I'll be a librarian someday. I would like to get a job at a library, but their recruitment pools are all closed. I'll have to volunteer to get experience, I think.
Yesterday, I got a message on my facebook from the guy I dated in Japan about a postcard I had sent him, and Casey saw it and got really upset. I sent a Yoshitomo Nara postcard of a little kid smoking because I'd recently seen photos of my ex smoking, but he'd long insisted that he would never be a smoker again, so I was being a smarty pants, but Casey was so upset he wasn't really talking to me and decided to take a little nap and then tell me how upset he was about it. What the hell? Does he think this other guy is competition? I moved to another state for him. I didn't stay in Japan for the other guy, even after he invited me to live with him. I think that says something.
I hope he doesn't pull this again anytime soon. Or ever again, really. Because I really didn't appreciate it.