It’s job search time. I began this morning. I have noticed something about the wording for west coast job descriptions in comparison to the east coast, on the west coast people use terminology like this.
While I am not a copywriter, I’m pretty killer. So I applied letting them know as much. I’m so killer, apparently I’m able to commute to LA every day from San Francisco. Now I must work on the provocative part.
This weekend, I took about 159 pictures. Some of which are NC17. When I get around to downloading them, I’ll post them for all to see. But in the meantime, I have classes to teach and radical jobs to apply to.
Oh, and I’m still totally freaking out.
We fly out there this Friday for the weekend. We’re going to find a place to live while staying in the Best Western downtown. We’re very poor right now, so we cutting corners as much as possible. For example, we take the redeye, getting us back east by 5:50 a.m. It was like 300 dollars cheaper to do that. I’ll be a pleasure next Monday while teaching.
I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow where I will sing for some drugs. I am just not willing or ready to fly. And the last trip we made, I spent the entire way back sobbing AND on valium. I hope she takes pity on me and doesn’t see me as some total flake in search of a few pills. Though, that’s starting to sound about right.
So many things to decide on. So little time.
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