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An apartment has opened up in Worcester starting August 1st. The rent is $850 divided amongst three people. It was previously rented by my favorite t.a.'s partner who is really amazing and wrote a great book about anti-globalization development. I don't know if I'm going to call them about it but I think I might. Possibly meet them next week. Or. ( Read more... )

Fuck I love Worcester ( Read more... )

It's 11:54 at this precise moment and I am officially feeling beyond confusion. There are moments that all I want is to move to Worcester and find a shitty job where I can make enough money to pay rent and pay for part of college. I am very un-good at making decisions. I used to be particularly superb at it but it was in a strict way that came off ( Read more... )

This clark/worcester state/semester off thing is really getting to me. What the fuck am I going to do ( Read more... )

Troy emails Laura and I with a link that I read this morning about counter recruitment business. I remind myself that I need to get on the ball, that I need to find out about Worcester PeaceWorks and where they are with counter-recruitment if they've already pressed the anti-gay army policy side of things, if setting up a table next to the ( Read more... )

One party unattended to avoid confrontation with person who is unavoidable in my mind ( Read more... )

I am not trustworthy. There I've said it. It's my worst characterstic. I work all of these hours and I completely forget for weeks on end to look up information about the company Clark hired to do construction even though it's as simple as looking it up on OSHA. And that's a lie: I have looked it up before. I'm just a little forgetful and also have ( Read more... )

Sometimes I listen to Jon Mayer on the way home from work and just want to start crying. The only thing that stops me is the smell of my feet-hah. I get home and read an email from someone who is seemingly disinterested in my life. Well if I should even begin to be surprised. The thing about long work days is there's no hope left in me at the end ( Read more... )

My confessions for the weekend are as follows ( Read more... )