Hi8 Videotape titled: ”Homicide for 5 YrOlds”
Runner Up: “CatsCatsCats”
CAPTAIN OF THE LIBRARIAN SHIP, REPORTING FOR DUTY
Did I mention it’s official? I mean, it’s been official since I graduated from my MLS, but now I’m actually getting paid for it! I MADE IT YOU GUYS AND I ONLY HAD TO MOVE 1500 MILES FROM HOME TO DO IT.
(Got that crooked grin from the City tech guy saying “alligator bellybutton” instead of “cheese”.)
Sunday: sinus infection - try to pack
Monday: antibiotics for sinus infection - another attempt at packing
Tuesday: allergic reaction to antibiotics for sinus infection; fever of 102, throat closes up - no packing
Wednesday: Drs office closed - attempt more packing
Thursday: new antibiotics for now severe sinus infection - last day for packing = mad scramble to get done
Friday: start cross-country move; stay in Philly overnight
Saturday: wake up in Philly, drive to Chicago, get pulled over by Indiana police for suspicious cargo
Sunday: wake up in Chicago, head westward; freak accident on i80w - an entire airborne wheel from the opposite side of the interstate descends upon the front of my car
Monday: 1st day of work
Tuesday: 2nd day of work, job interview, contract pink eye
Wednesday: antibiotic for pink eye, miss work
Thursday: car repairs and more work
Friday: job interview
Some people have all the luck!
Even though I really respect 14 year old me for saving her allowance to buy crappy emo CDs, I threw all that shit out just now. Past me did not know Spotify would exist. Also, those CDs probably don’t play anymore. So much for archives!
I hate dragging all my notebooks from the past 15 years across the country with me, but that’s stuff I’ll never be able to replace. Buried in the years of bad handwriting and awful word choice is a story (or twelve) that I will tell.
Something hilarious: I emptied all my manila folders of school work. I agonized over all that work and now it’s amounted to nothing but a bag of burnables.
This might get easier if I introduce alcohol into the situation. Or wait until the last minute to do it.
House to myself in bumfuck for cheeeeeap
Or apartment in city with roommates for less cheap, but more convenient
For yer birthday you get: A JOB
But since it’s not your real birthday you don’t get a real job. It’s 13 hours a week and it’s halfway across the country.
See you again soon, MiddleofNoWest!
what do I do?!
Got a job offer out of state that I really did not anticipate.
Eff. BIG DECISIONS TO BE MADE.