Life

What I did this weekend…. Attempted to re-paste, re-sand, prime and paint this with my roomies: Up into the attic…. From here it doesn’t look so bad!! Wait a minute. There’s something odd about that ceiling… What the hell…? OMG. OMGWTFBBQ FOR SERIOUS (for the record, it looks about 10X worse in real life – […]

Well, at least it’s shorter. You know, Stephanie used to tell these little anecdotes about the difference between living in Dayton and the PNW, and I used to think they were terribly funny. Her oft-repeated story is one in which she was sitting around with the other receptionists at her workplace and she used the

My parents called me tonight to remind me that it was a year ago today that Jenn called them to say I’d been brought into the hospital in a diabetic coma. My condition was “stable,” but though Jenn knew that was better than the condition under which I’d been brought in, the doctor on duty

Ian and Stephanie bought this little house here in Ohio and they’ve been fixing it up since they moved in back in September. It wasn’t a shithole, but it wasn’t exactly the tidiest, most up to date place on the block. They replaced all of the windows, tore up all the carpet and had the

Ian and I are going to Home Depot to pick up paste and paint rollers to finish the drywall work the contractors did upstairs. “OK,” Ian says, “Do you have a stopwatch?” “Um, no?” “OK, we can just use my cell phone.” We get in the truck and he hands me his cell phone. He

I just received a check in the mail for $502 from my old employer. Apparently, they’ve just now gotten around to re-purchasing the company stock that I had with them. Damn, I get by by the skin of my teeth… OK, technically I owe $110 of this to my endocrinologist back in Chicago and $200

Temp work until 12:30 today, followed by one interview at same place I’d been temping that’s looking for somebody to assist one of the investment brokers. Bike ride home, lunch, bus ride downtown for second interview for a receptionist/project assistant position that’s got a commute out to fucking Springboro and a 7:30 am start time.

Ian and I went out on a beer and pie run tonight. On the way back, I mentioned I’d sent out some query letters today. “Wow,” Ian said, “if you got a big fat check for that book, you might almost be cool again.”

Had to turn down interviews for a couple of short-term temp assignments because… well, after I was told I wasn’t going to be interviewed for one of them, I went ahead and booked Wiscon for some extra days, and now I’m committed to doing that instead of a possible 2-week assignment for 20 an hour.

And, suddenly, my phone is ringing off the hook with temp agencies submitting my resume to people. Is there some kind of quarterly budget thing happening where people are eager to hire all of a sudden, or what? Hey, I’ll take what I can get…