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i miss my job. like, a lot. i feel like i've lost the best part of me and i know it's not true, but that's how i feel. i don't know how to respond when strangers ask me what i do, so i've continued telling people that i'm a flight attendant. i hope it's true. i still have another week of waiting. i think the suspense might kill me. i just need to remember to focus on trying to figure out what's next if that's not the case.
in other news, i got to overhear a very entertaining conversation while eating some dirty mexican food a few night's ago after the LCD/Hot Chip show. this very scary goth girl and obviously some sort of internet date (probably okcupid) were sitting across from me and she was discussing the type of stuff she chooses to share with her live journal and the stuff she shares with her facebook friends. it took me back about 7 or 8 years. hilarious.
also, i'm not ready for winter. at all.
in other news, i got to overhear a very entertaining conversation while eating some dirty mexican food a few night's ago after the LCD/Hot Chip show. this very scary goth girl and obviously some sort of internet date (probably okcupid) were sitting across from me and she was discussing the type of stuff she chooses to share with her live journal and the stuff she shares with her facebook friends. it took me back about 7 or 8 years. hilarious.
also, i'm not ready for winter. at all.