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my life has become go to work, come home, eat dinner, and collapse in bed. which i'm about to do. tomorrow night i really REALLY REALLY need to sit down and apply to different places, especially considering that i have no effing clue as to what i'm gonna be doing once i leave here (and i leave here in less than a week!). therefore:
get home: between 5:30 and 8, depending on whether Wendy is sweet or not
eat: for half an hour after i get home
watch Smallville at 8 (yes, i'm a geek like that...hey, Superboy is cute).
after Smallville: quarantine self in room, open Word, email, and another internet window, and proceed to flood every listing for "stage managers" on backstagejobs.com with resumes and cover letters. also apply for that one job i'm not gonna talk about, so as to not jinx it before i apply.
xo
morgan
ps: heder, if you have time, you needs to call me :( i wanna know what's goin' on in the bubble, little sis.
get home: between 5:30 and 8, depending on whether Wendy is sweet or not
eat: for half an hour after i get home
watch Smallville at 8 (yes, i'm a geek like that...hey, Superboy is cute).
after Smallville: quarantine self in room, open Word, email, and another internet window, and proceed to flood every listing for "stage managers" on backstagejobs.com with resumes and cover letters. also apply for that one job i'm not gonna talk about, so as to not jinx it before i apply.
xo
morgan
ps: heder, if you have time, you needs to call me :( i wanna know what's goin' on in the bubble, little sis.