every time i think i'm out, the lake pulls me back in
Well. The good is very good.
The bad is, I dropped my phone in the water last night, and it still worked when I went to bed, but now it doesn't. Which. Fuck. I'm trying to get a job now! And I'll never be able to afford a new iphone.
The boy I'm superstitiously not posting about said he has a buddy who works at apple, but my mom has known people who work at Verizon for years and my experience is that it's not that easy to get free phones. Although maaaybe, since the new iphone was just released, maybe the old ones...
Anyway. I'll figure something out. That's how well the rest of my life is going: I dropped my phone in the lake and my reaction is just to sigh a little. There's always gotta be something. Besides, when I do really dumb things like that, they often end up leading to unexpected awesome things, so. No use crying.
We've decided, surprise fucking surprise, to remain in Tahoe for a while. We've got our choice of free places to stay while we look for something long-term, and the crazy cousins have their whole network of friends helping us find jobs as well as a place, not to mention taking us out on boats and getting us in to concerts for cheap.
And there's the boy thing, which at this point I think is really safe to post about, even though I am crazy. I'm pretty sure he realizes that. Writing about it is so hard! Every confident and/or hopeful sentence I arrange in my head, I think, but what if I'm wrong, like I always am?
Well, I'm telling you guys anyway. There's this guy here and he's been friends with my cousin for years so I've met him before on my Tahoe adventures, but this time we actually hung out and it turns out that in addition to being totally pretty, he's also really fun and he reads. He reads books. And kayaks and snorkels and mountain bikes and basically lives the life I want, except he's not a technology head and therefore will never find this journal unless I want him to, ha. Last night we slept under a rocky overhang by the lake and when we woke up the wildfire smoke was light enough we could see the other end of the lake for the first time in days. This place is brilliant.
Even though Be-bop and her boyfriend are trying to get me out of vacation mode, which is fucking lame. We were gonna travel for two more weeks, why do I have to get a job today? Come on!
The bad is, I dropped my phone in the water last night, and it still worked when I went to bed, but now it doesn't. Which. Fuck. I'm trying to get a job now! And I'll never be able to afford a new iphone.
The boy I'm superstitiously not posting about said he has a buddy who works at apple, but my mom has known people who work at Verizon for years and my experience is that it's not that easy to get free phones. Although maaaybe, since the new iphone was just released, maybe the old ones...
Anyway. I'll figure something out. That's how well the rest of my life is going: I dropped my phone in the lake and my reaction is just to sigh a little. There's always gotta be something. Besides, when I do really dumb things like that, they often end up leading to unexpected awesome things, so. No use crying.
We've decided, surprise fucking surprise, to remain in Tahoe for a while. We've got our choice of free places to stay while we look for something long-term, and the crazy cousins have their whole network of friends helping us find jobs as well as a place, not to mention taking us out on boats and getting us in to concerts for cheap.
And there's the boy thing, which at this point I think is really safe to post about, even though I am crazy. I'm pretty sure he realizes that. Writing about it is so hard! Every confident and/or hopeful sentence I arrange in my head, I think, but what if I'm wrong, like I always am?
Well, I'm telling you guys anyway. There's this guy here and he's been friends with my cousin for years so I've met him before on my Tahoe adventures, but this time we actually hung out and it turns out that in addition to being totally pretty, he's also really fun and he reads. He reads books. And kayaks and snorkels and mountain bikes and basically lives the life I want, except he's not a technology head and therefore will never find this journal unless I want him to, ha. Last night we slept under a rocky overhang by the lake and when we woke up the wildfire smoke was light enough we could see the other end of the lake for the first time in days. This place is brilliant.
Even though Be-bop and her boyfriend are trying to get me out of vacation mode, which is fucking lame. We were gonna travel for two more weeks, why do I have to get a job today? Come on!