And also I am really, really jonesing hard for California right now. I honestly can't remember the last time I was there -- I'm pretty sure it's been just over two years, because my father started at John Marshall in July of 2006.
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Well, mostly, anyway. I got most of the financial crap sorted out for the month; all the bills are paid, my paycheck from Adecco should be here tomorrow (and if it's not, I'll call and bitch them the hell out, because it should not take four days to mail me a check from St. Paul), and I might have an extremely long-term job at Thomson starting ( Read more... )

The quick and the dirty:
- I'm sorry for letting old comments lie for this long -- I swear I will get to them all sometime today.
- I really wish I was an SPN fangirl, because winchestercon in Nashville? OMG. Maybe virtuistic and I will just pack up and go, REGARDLESS. I have people we can stay with ( Read more... )

So, as a follow-up to this, my father called me this afternoon to tell me he'd gotten the job at what I think is John Marshall Law School. Which, you know: hurrah, go him. But. This really is -- and I know it sounds cheesy, but whatever -- the end of an era. Alice left California this summer, and she'd been there since I was twelve, and my father's ( Read more... )

Again, I have this completely unexplainable urge to go to Southdale. I had no idea why last week, but this week I think I know: it's sunny and gorgeous and the wind is fresh and cool and it's SUNNY and GORGEOUS. And this was the kind of day that was perfect for wandering around in the little Malibu Colony shopping centers, fingering clothing you ( Read more... )

*obscenely excited*

I decided a few weeks ago that I was determined to squeeze every ounce out of spring that I possibly could. And I intend to stick to that decision. No, the sun is not out today, and no, it is not above freezing (wait. what?), but there is a cheeky fresh spring wind, and it smells like green out there. I was driving home from ( Read more... )

So the long and short of it is I've been home for a week and I only got my bed set up last night. Miah didn't move his stuff out completely till 9:30 Thursday night, and I haven't even really begun to unpack yet. I haven't checked my friendslist in over two weeks, though I'm pretty sure I have dropped in to catch up on those of you I really know ( Read more... )

No, no, not the impending one to Minneapolis. Well, okay, that one too. BUT.

So the other day I was thinking about how proud I was of myself for not being homesick for California at all since I've been home, and then a few days ago I made myself a Yellowcard CD. They're from Ventura County, and the song most of you will probably have heard by ( Read more... )

I'm definitely getting cabin fever, and it's really not fun. I just feel like I need to get out, you know, which is ridiculous, since I've spent most of the day "out," but there you are. I just want it all to be over and settled and done, so that I don't have to worry or stress out or get angry about it anymore, but there's another big week to go ( Read more... )

So, um, Harcourt? Definitely has internships in San Diego. (editor's note: right off the 5, in the gaslamp district, blocks away from Balboa Park.)

They are definitely paid. They're for "Children's Editorial" or "Book Production and Design." I could definitely spend the summer with Alice. Um.

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