just finished watching working girl with melanie griffith. so i'm feeling pretty pumped and ready for my interview this morning. why i am not asleep i have no idea.

i'm quitting trader joe's. i am. so now i have to figure out what to write in my resignation letter. november 22nd, that will be my last day. not exactly two weeks notice but still better than nothing. at-will employment. they wouldn't give me two weeks notice if they were letting me go... but yeah, gotta do something else. i was starting to get mean, more than usual mean. i have an interview on thursday for an admin position at an ad firm so we'll see how that goes. and i'll just keep the resumes going out. plus, working til the 22nd means i'll have money for december rent (important). so now i'm drinking wine and watching csi:miami. don't have to work until 5pm tomorrow. i feel sort of like a milking cow, swollen utters, my breasts are so sensitive right now, i hope this means i'm getting my period for real this time.

the cat looks so innocent right now. sleeping with his head upside down. truth is he is always ready to attack. be weary. so we'll go visit smills the weekend after thanksgiving weekend, because i won't be working at trader joe's anymore. yeah, that's right. now to write that letter/note/explanation.

this is the phone i want, if i decide to stay with sprint:

i mean, then i wouldn't need a little digital camera cause 1.3megapix camera is good enough for little here and there photos, enough for emailing and posting on blogs. and good for shows and non photo friendly places cause they aren't going to take your phone from you.






also, just an fyi, the word for today (and next week) is !professionalism!

out of the twenty or so resumes i've sent out i've gotten two call backs. oh yeah, job searches are fun. i can't imagine how it would be if i were looking for a real job. i mean, something beyond an admin.

next week i'm back to 5-1am at trader kiss my ass. but this is good because then i can interview during the day. i am going to quit. when i'm not sure yet but i'm going to quit and maybe do just temp work until i find a real job. reeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaalll job. since i'm working nights that means that i'm home alone all day, which then means i'm in my underwear all day and the cat tries to ignore me as much as possible. i was going to do dishes but maire got to them first. so now i'm trying to figure out what around the house i can do... i'll figure it out i'm sure.

here are our new house plants. and we're growing basil. so we have tons of basil sprouts springing up all over the place. exciting!

i just washed my clothes in the bathtub. that's right. in the bathtub and once all the water is done draining i'll have the task of wringing it all out and then setting it out to dry in the backyard. this is what my life is reduced to. all because i can't manage to put together an edible coverletter. my paycheck came in and with $50 from my mother (thank you very much) i'll be able to cover rent. but that is all it will cover, no money for laundry or my alternative, to buy new clothes that aren't dirty. all the while my capable self is hiding somewhere just out of reach. at least i have the cat for company in these adventures. the thing is i need to get momentum for these things so it's good that i have tomorrow off as well as today because maybe by tomorrow i'll have stewed enough to actually do what i need to do. i'm suppose to go thrift store shopping with ebonee tomorrow and i guess it will just be window shopping, funny thing about that is it's only when i know i can't buy anything that i find what i'd love to buy. and the camper boots that i want (see post some spots below) are now in stock in my size. i need boots for fall and winter. they would be perfect. so my tasks for today are as follows:

-finish laundry
-map expenses for november
-return library books
-coverletters, damnit!
-kitchen, unload dishwasher, reload dishwasher
-sweep, maybe

ah, domestic bliss.

when maire gets home i'll use her phone to take pictures of the new plants we have about the house and post them later tonight. the place is really starting to feel homey despite the lack of us doing much.

so i have two current internet obsessions:

nerve.com and myspace

just got an emailing saying that my premium membership for nerve is running out in a month. i totally can't afford to renew it but the precentage of my internet use devoted to nerve is gynormous. what to do, what to do.

i mean, mcsweeney's, gofugyourself and idontlikeyouinthatway still rank up there nerve is like the daily pilgramage. if maire read this she'd laugh at me.

you're dirty and sloppy

our fridge is amazing. the cheese and meat drawer is awe inspiring. we actually make meals. well, at least once a week we make a meal, but those last a few days if not half the week. of course last week when i made pork tenderloin of course i cut my finger chopping potatoes. i think i can take the band aid off soon. never complain that your knives are too sharp. yesterday maire made chicken paprikash. ukrainian food tastes good.


so the schedule for this weeks is all 6am starts and i think it might kill me. ok, so i'm not going to die over it but i get ridiculously tired. i need to put the job search in overdrive but it's so hard to get motivation. and really, cover letters totally impair me. i mean, what do you say, what tone should it be in, how 'real' should you be? i'm horrible at marketing myself. never wanting to gloat or promote my abilities, well, at least not in a serious manner. so, it's me, working at a grocery store, sorry, a unique grocery store, not able to pay all my bills and not having my period in over three months. stressssss.

but not to worry, i still have the highlights of life intact:

flossing
the meat and cheese drawer of my fridge
eye cream
reading on the subway
vicarious living
shapeless, shiftless non-direction


okay, 7:41pm, almost my bed time. yeah, early to bed, early to rise. oh and tomorrow is halloween. oh and we're allowed to wear a costume tomorrow... yeah right, like i'd humiliate myself like that. interacting with the public blows.

days turn into days

i am tired. all of work is on my feet and man, it takes its toll. still haven't done laundry and it's starting to show. trista might come up to visit tuesday night and all of wednesday but i just talked to her and it sounds like she's getting sick. so we'll see what happens. tomorrow starts my morning shifts at the store, up at 5:30 is going to come quick. and i sent around a mass email to all the people of meaning. below are the picks of the apartment.

much better spirits

fell asleep in maire's bed last night and had the best night of sleep. i was up, no problem, with her at 7:30am. yeah, that's right. normal hours. insomnia, kiss my ass. so today i have the task of moving my stuff into my freshly painted room (also completed yesterday) and writing the dreaded cover letters i profess to hate.

my room is bright. and i wish i had a digital camera to illustrate how florescent it is at this moment. walking into the room makes me smile, it radiates. wet coral. orangey-pink. very bright, intense, and humorous. you can't even see the floor (pink tile) because the walls give all your eyes can take. looking through my room into maire's her beige walls look white. to enter my room you have to go through the hall which we've painted "poppy pods" a very dark chocolatey brown and the contrast is so wonderful, my room is a light at the end of the tunnel or the petals to compliment the "pod" or however you choose to see it. hopefully the humor of my room will get me through the grey new york winter that will be everywhere else surrounding.

oh, and today i'm making soup. beans, rice, potato and carrots among other numerous ingredients. smells so good, makes the house warm and homey feeling. i don't like that the weather is already in the 40s. but suck it up, juliet.

i want these shoes, badly:

how cool are these??