So much sadness and anxiety this week. I haven't posted in a while. I wish I had gotten around to posting about fun stuff in May like the paint-balling outting and Samuel's Memorial Weekend BBQ but for now I just need to purge the negative stuff. Bare with me.

There's a weighty sadness hovering over Seattle for the past few days. The year so far has ( Read more... )

...I'm kind of down today but at least I have my internet back. It went out again last night in my hall and I was at a complete loss of what to do. There was a party going on two flats above mine. I went out to smoke and saw a bunch of people with plastic cups. By the time I went up there i think it was dying down. All the wine was gone and the ( Read more... )

I hired an editor to fix my two personal statement essays. I feel kind of dirty. This must be what hiring a prostitute is like--shelling out money for something you should be able to do for yourself but for whatever reason can’t.

( You can just call me Debbie )

This week has not treated me very well thus far. In addition to co-workers driving me a bit batty and AT&T charged me for my replacement phone on account of a bloody hair crack in the faceplate (which had fuck all to do with the problem of it shutting itself off all the time) and first thing this morning I got a very upsetting e-mail. I can't get a ( Read more... )

So this is how it's going to be, huh? Just more of this. Just more getting up, going to work, wating for my holiday, drinking until I can no longer stand up on my Saturday nights. Fulfilling the Staley alcoholic fate. Anything better a pipe dream...okay ( Read more... )

So earlier in the week I gave my Graduate School Application Personal Statment essays to my dad to read. They were super duper rough drafts and they needed someone to read them and have editing done before Cumberland or another prof looked at them. I knew they weren't good but they killed me to write (I hate writing these things it's too much ( Read more... )

I just wish I had some sort of plan B worked out for my life, ya know? 

I don't have a great "what I did over my weekend" to report. I've been a bit...odd this weekend. It started Friday afternoon, when I was hit by indesisiveness. I knew I needed to take a walk but couldn't figure out where I wanted to go, and didn't feel commited to my usual after-work-route and just meandered around downtown for an hour and a half. ( Read more... )

I'm at my parent's house working on job hunting. I found an entry level assistant job at a publishing co. in town so I worked extra hard on writing up a new cover letter and targeting my resume. My dad's proofing it for me and everyhting. I think I'm gonna send out resumes to other publishers in the area even if they're not hiring on the off hand ( Read more... )

So things and stuff. I need to write this quickily so I can do something productive while I'm borrowing Oni's computer. She's at class and I'm using the wireless at SU, which is kinda weird but nice to be back at, sittin' and chillin at Pigott. Weird man ( Read more... )