Things I did today:
- Told my boss he had to come into the kitchen more if he wanted me to do my job in under thirty hours
- Stayed away from the boy's house despite offers of free booze, just my type boy and Claudia (the adorable puppy) from the boy
- Sent my over letter/resume into a job in the West Village (oh hey, that's not a place around here... that's in mother fucking New York) 'cause it look perfect for me and, also, why the hell not? I doubt I'll hear back, I'm sure experienced local candidates will apply but round trip airfare is cheap, there are couches for me to sleep on 'till I figure my shit out and what's there to keep me here if I do?
I'm pretty sure I deserve a cookie.