Sep 06, 2008 12:53
Job hunting continues; I had an actual formal interview-type situation with the assistant district attorney of DuPage County (no jobs available but she'll hopefully let me know if something comes up, and I'm going to call her again on Monday to see if she knows any law firms who might take on an assistant), and another interview with American Science and Surplus the week after next. Although I need some kind of law clerk job, working at A.S.S. would be FUCKING AMAZING while I'm sifting through phone calls. I'd even get to use my new Heelys there, and not have to dress like a grownup, and play with the multitudes of cool stuff, and make friends with the other employees. That place wants me, and I want it. It'll be a good time if I get hired.
House is still a filth wallow. Pig is still squeaky. Parents are unusually benevolent. Con is happening in three weeks- I really want to know where everyone will be staying, and who will have access to cars, because Steve and I are going to try and bum rides off whoever is available (renting a car to under-25s is fucking EXPENSIVE).
So life goes. But for the next few days at least, oh god I HOPE only the next few days, there is always an undercurrent of worry, of frustration that I can't be there for however many reasons, constantly whispering...begging or praying, I suppose, though I don't know to whom...
Please be okay. Please.