Oh my god, I made dinner for a friend last night, and then we had a beer, and then I was so tired I went straight to sleep...and now...it looks like I had a party for 30 people here. Perhaps the apartment really WAS this messy BEFORE dinner but I like to think I wouldn't have let anyone in if it had been, which apparently isn't true. I guess this gives me something to do after school today.
The weather came on this morning and for the ten-day forecast there were just little gray rain clouds day after day after day. We did have one day of sun the other day, so I guess I should just take my tiny little gift and be happy I got it. But, of course, I won't be happy until I have what I want and that won't happen until the rain stops for AT LEAST three days running.
I'm still thinking about the job thing. I'm definitely going to go through the entire interview process with the firm here. I know that it's kind of a longshot because the guy I'm up against is super-fantastic and whatnot, but I still really liked the firm and thought it would be a good place for me, so I want to follow through. I also heard last weekend that the place I've been working for the past 7 months (through December) THINKS it will have a position coming open on the West Coast soon, so I kind of want to hold out for that as well because, frankly, it's my dream job and if I took something I knew I was going to hate and then it came open, I would cry and cry. So, I don't know how I'm going to manage this process or what I'll do when/if the firm thing doesn't work out, but I guess I have a short-term plan and what more can I ask for at this point?
I noticed Valentine's Day shit out in all the stores sometime around, oh, Halloween. But it's gotten really aggressive. Every single time I go to the grocery store, or Target, I feel like there is some evil corporate Cupid mass-marketing genius whose entire job is to shove Valentine's Day right down my big, fat throat. And here's the thing, I even think Valentine's Day is useful. Because, I usually go to Target the day after and pick up TONS of pink candles, and rhinestone-y picture frames, and all sorts of other pink, shiny shit for 50% off. But honestly, I'm just not sure that I need to be reminded for four months about my single-hood.
