Procrastimacating
I love Russia, but I hate this fucking history class. Imperial Russia is too close in subject matter to the medieval period in Europe, which bored me to tears as well. I think 1917 and on would probably interest me the most.
Also, museum duder with whom I had an interview blew me off because he's incredibly unprofessional and unorganized, but I played it off like it was my fault in order to kiss ass. So, another week of waiting before I can turn in other job app's.
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So one of my best friends from childhood from whom I drifted many years ago, Mattie. Her dad died on Friday night from a variety of infections, but most likely the sepsis.
I knew Pat, and once again, I'm very numb over the actual death, but how Mattie and Diane must be feeling is tearing me up inside. I'm going to the wake on Wednesday so I can give Mattie a hug and say that I'm sorry for her.
Also, museum duder with whom I had an interview blew me off because he's incredibly unprofessional and unorganized, but I played it off like it was my fault in order to kiss ass. So, another week of waiting before I can turn in other job app's.
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So one of my best friends from childhood from whom I drifted many years ago, Mattie. Her dad died on Friday night from a variety of infections, but most likely the sepsis.
I knew Pat, and once again, I'm very numb over the actual death, but how Mattie and Diane must be feeling is tearing me up inside. I'm going to the wake on Wednesday so I can give Mattie a hug and say that I'm sorry for her.