update, and whatnot

This has to be quick, since I'm due at Grizzle's in less than an hour and my hair is still moussed in last night's Axl Rose-headband style. I can't even complain about work. Today is my third last day before I head into Unemploymentville.

I'm pretty tired of being where I am right now, mentally and physically and emotionally. Today I had to call a technical college and turn down the offer of three classes. It was hard to refuse their offer (see also: Unemploymentville, above), but I'm not committing to a weekly commute of six hours in two different directions. Yet. While I'm on the phone with the tech school, I'm emailing the marketing team I interviewed with on Wednesday. I don't even know how to feel about that interview. I did the best I could, but there's no getting around the fact that it's been four years since I touched an AP style manual and wrote dummy copy. At least I know that they knew bringing me in that I was the dark horse. Go for broke. I'll hear back soon.

Being twenty-six and a recent graduate is awesome. I just have to resist the temptation to go for a doctorate.

We've had house painters and tilers and cleaners tromping in and out of the house for the third or fourth consecutive day; between this and my opposite-shift work schedule, and wise decisions regarding alcohol, my sleep schedule is beyond fucked up. Add to this the bonus that was Wednesday - sleep for four hours, drive five to interview, interview for three, drive five back home - and I am pretty stupid. So here's my apology, in advance, for me in the next week and a half. I'll miss everyone perhaps more than I'll ever be able to tell you. If I don't say it properly then, you read it here first. For you local kids, this means you get to join my pre-Kato friends, all members in an exclusive club of People Steena Wants to Live Near Again, Someday. Maybe you could make t-shirts!

Yesterday I received my copies of my thesis in the mail. So that's why you get pictures of the two views I've been seeing most lately: open cornfields and Midwestern sky, and two slim volumes that are the closest thing to publication I think I'll be seeing any time soon. Enjoy.

Time for a shower, and caffeine, and I'm not really as depressed as I think this sounds, but I'm just going to hit "publish post" and go put on my black polo shirt, and a pair of pants that haven't been washed in days.