I really wish I could figure this out. This being my life, career, what have you.

I think a writing job is in the cards (second interview tomorrow). Benefits, 401k, 30,000 a year to start. I could stay in San Diego, in my awesome apartment, a mere 15 minutes from some of the most beautiful beaches in the country. I could pay off my student loans, ( Read more... )

So I'm having a discussion with my middle school students today and the subject of childhood fears comes up. I admit that when I was little I was scared of Pinocchio, and a plethora of dolls-coming-to-life-Chucky-esque stories ensues. Then I ask them to tell me about a time they had to do something they were a little afraid to do, or a time they ( Read more... )

The El Centro Mall's search engine tells me:

"You searched for book AND store. No record found."

And that pretty much sums up this armpit of a city. Burger King and Starbuck's for lunch, McDonald's for dinner. I feel like a plastic person. Although I have to admit, the Asian Chicken salad is pretty decent. Ok, it's really good. Damn you McDonald' ( Read more... )

Onion skin paper doesn't allow for beautiful mistakes. Or maybe the idea of a beautiful mistake is just too lovely to be true. Either way, scribbling on real journal paper seems to be a thing of the past. I don't want to look at my messy, real self anymore ( Read more... )

At last, after three months (four months?) of unemployment, I have once again been accepted into the American workforce. And, lo and behold, it's actually a job that I want, the kind of job that will be engaging and rewarding and actually related to my degree ( Read more... )

Up for the second night in a row with a killer soar throat, and what better way to pass the time than with a little excursion into livejournal territory ( Read more... )

It is now January 25th. I have spent over a month in Temecula, doing kickboxing videos and reading Martha Stewart Living. I have gone through every box of childhood relics and constructed shadowboxes and scrapbooks accordingly. I have become addicted to Project Runway, fudgecicles and Origins baths salts ( Read more... )

...I think. I loooove my moments of zen (although I supposed if they ( Read more... )

Living on overcooked vegetables, applesauce and yogurt because the wisdom teeth came out this weekend. And I sound like a jackass (sloshy s's) but it's O.K. 'cause I've got Vicodin.
Summer has flown by between two classes and a construction office job ( Read more... )

Dude, I just invented the best soup ever. "Invented" might be a bit presumptuous, as I'm sure the basic ingredients have been used in many a soup-like concoction. But still, I'm very proud of it. Ingredients included ( Read more... )