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Aug. 5th, 2010 02:15 pmMY LIFE. /HANDS.
✣ I am in the last days of getting ready for my interview marathon next week: putting together emergency application packages, making sure I will be able to navigate the city once I get there, making sure all my interview clothes will survive the train trip, reformating my CV to somehow fit in two more awards. IT IS MAKING ME ANXIOUS AND I DON'T WANT TO DO IT BUT...
✣ On Sunday I train down to Toronto. Then on Monday and Tuesday, I do about 5 job interviews, with Wedenesday saved for any callbacks I might need to do and/or going to the museum or something if I don't end up needing to do any. It will be mighty stressful and at the end, my life will either be set for a year or RUINED FOREVER. So. No pressure.
✣ I come home on the 11th and will then spend the 12th either 1) celebrating or 2) crying into my pillow. I will unpack and then prepare to repack because...
✣ On the evening of the 13th, I hop on a plane in order to slam into New Jersey for 10 days and visit
tussah. HURRAY. (At which point I will also actually finally see Inception???)
✣ I AM LEARNING TO KNIT AND HAVE MADE HOMEMADE CINNAMON ROLLS TWICE IN THE LAST WEEK. THEY WERE DELICIOUS. I also made a cold blueberry soup with apricot compote for dinner on Tuesday and ajfnaksjnksjdgnksg ridiculously easy and good and would eat again.
✣ I need to stop writing fic whose completion requires figuring out what Eli Bradley would do in any given situation because LORDIE I DO NOT UNDERSTAND THAT BOY'S BRAIN. And have at least one thing that I'd probably be done by now if it wasn't for him. CURSES.
✣ I am in the last days of getting ready for my interview marathon next week: putting together emergency application packages, making sure I will be able to navigate the city once I get there, making sure all my interview clothes will survive the train trip, reformating my CV to somehow fit in two more awards. IT IS MAKING ME ANXIOUS AND I DON'T WANT TO DO IT BUT...
✣ On Sunday I train down to Toronto. Then on Monday and Tuesday, I do about 5 job interviews, with Wedenesday saved for any callbacks I might need to do and/or going to the museum or something if I don't end up needing to do any. It will be mighty stressful and at the end, my life will either be set for a year or RUINED FOREVER. So. No pressure.
✣ I come home on the 11th and will then spend the 12th either 1) celebrating or 2) crying into my pillow. I will unpack and then prepare to repack because...
✣ On the evening of the 13th, I hop on a plane in order to slam into New Jersey for 10 days and visit
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✣ I AM LEARNING TO KNIT AND HAVE MADE HOMEMADE CINNAMON ROLLS TWICE IN THE LAST WEEK. THEY WERE DELICIOUS. I also made a cold blueberry soup with apricot compote for dinner on Tuesday and ajfnaksjnksjdgnksg ridiculously easy and good and would eat again.
✣ I need to stop writing fic whose completion requires figuring out what Eli Bradley would do in any given situation because LORDIE I DO NOT UNDERSTAND THAT BOY'S BRAIN. And have at least one thing that I'd probably be done by now if it wasn't for him. CURSES.