There is little more depressing/frustrating/annoying than stressfully spending all morning/day on a final essay with the expectation that you will get dinner/laid that evening, and then, with one more paragraph to go, get cancelled upon because the Person received a single free ticket to a movie starting in 10 minutes and "oh, I feel really bad ( Read more... )

Me=lobster.

So they cut my hours at work. Boo. As such, for as much as I complain about having no money and too much free time, I now have even less money and even more free time. In fact, the only times I am not free are a measle 5 hours on Tuesday, Friday, and Thursday, so give me a call whenever; I will probably be free ( Read more... )

This morning on the subway, the surprisingly non-sketchy guy who was checking me out skipped his stop in order to get off at mine. He introduced himself, made brief small talk, asked if I was seeing someone, and wished me a lovely afternoon before departing. He totally made my day.

For sucking up my morning. ::sucksucksuck::

Been feeling strangely numb lately; things that would usually make me incredibly happy/sad just don't anymore. Is it the stress?

Yay for being completely screwed over at the last possible minute! I hate everything.

It's probably a bad sign that the first thing I do after getting a haircut is to put it in a ponytail.

Sometimes I love being wrong.

If anyone knows of any summer jobs/internships in New York they can point me towards, I would be most grateful. Amazing how few opportunities there seem to be for people not into marketing/finance.