Went and put in applications at a big shopping plaza down the street just now. By the time I got home I had two interviews and one actual offer. HELL YES. WTF was it not this easy before.

Also I hate high heels so, so much.

But anyway THIS MEANS NYC IS GO. FUCK YES.

I met with an advisor today.

Guess who's qualified for credentialed (though junior) teaching positions after this semester?

This is the beginning of everything! I went straight from school to the Redondo Beach USD Headquarters and put in my resume.

I can hardly even believe it.

YOU WILL JOIN PAPAYA'S BEAUTIFUL BUTT-NAKED BABY MCSKIVVERSONS.

AND YOU WILL DANCE AROUND IN YOUR FUCKING UNDERWEAR.

OR I WILL GO TO YOUR HOUSE AND MAKE YOU.

Who amongst you dare entertain me whilst I computer lab it up at school.

I SAY WHO AMONGST YOU DARE.

Lisa is okay and she met crazy-Santa!

Who wants a mix? Wyclef Jean has inspired me to make a new mix. Comment if I already have your address, e-mail me if I don't. Everybody's welcome!

Hay Miss Lisa,

If you're reading this and you haven't called me yet, please do and let me know you escaped the ninth circle of hell with your virtue and a major fraction of your limbs.

Kisses n cornbread,
Alicks

I am afraid that my former boss's son is going to open several cans of beat-you-up upon my innocent girl-face until it is discolored and vaguely chowdery. Like, you know. Red and runny with big chunks of clam or whatever in it. Except face instead of clam. My face.

Seriously I am slightly afraid for my safety. Or at least for my safety from ( Read more... )

Wish me luck.

Now I'm seeing fucking malignant freak-spiders everywhere I go. I'm eating cereal and I'm like "CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCHY SPIDER-LEGS MMMM." Thanks, Lisa. You're lucky I already hated the color orange.

Today I made macaroni pictures with an autistic girl named Heidi and taught the alphabet to a boy with Down Syndrome named Isaiah.

And I got invited to come back and to it again next week!