My roommate is finally moving out. Time for an “awesome roommate” search! More like… time to panic about finding a weirdo stranger to live with.
Patrick and I are back to normal. Whatever the hell normal is… which I guess in his case, watching lots of tennis and football while ignoring me on aim. But I’m also scoring some brownie points with him brother by helping him get an internship at my previous magazine gig. Not feeling like his brother’s bitch-semi-gf is great! Now love me, damnit!
I also had a call back interview at a mega-giant publishing place today. I’m sure I blew the interview, but I hope I get the job anyways. Come on… my self-esteem needs this, and so does my bank statements.
This week is also my last week at my current job before I get laid off. Thanks jerks offs.
Why are things always happening at the same time?
