It's nearly 90 degrees at 1:30 a.m. and my computer's fan whirrs a little louder than it usually does in spring. About one year ago, the fan began to sound a little like the spruce goose struggling to lift up the monster of an airplane, and upon inspection it still spins just as fast... just not as quiet anymore.
I graduated last week. Well, that might require a little deeper explanation. Classes ended two weeks ago and I flew to Salt Lake City for a visit. I kept it short because sadly, real life has caught up with me. I came home Tuesday afternoon. I could have gone to my official graduation on the lawn of the library steps that Wednesday, but I didn't.
Is it sad, perhaps, that I won't have a cap and gown photo from my last days at Cal State Northridge? My parents wouldn't have been there to see me, me sister was at work, and most of my friends wouldn't wake up early enough to be seated in the massive bleachers by 8 a.m. I am not too torn up about it.
My online moments are spent hovering and clicking over dozens of job boards and journalism related information sites. My cover letters are beginning to sound the same for each application. I have two interviews this week, and hope to hear back from a few more places.
The sun was so hot today; I wanted it to rain like that explosive release of a tropical thunderstorm that made South America so much different than the southwestern United States.
My chance for free housing slipped away from me suddenly today. So i've pretty much made my priorities as far as searching as follows:
- Find job in:
- Southern California
- Northern California
- Somewhere else.
- Southern California
After said job is found, before the end of june, I must then:
- Find a place to live
- Pack
- Write my senator and congressional representative, and tell all my friends about An Inconvenient Truth and how they should see it. Now.
- Move
While speaking to a former coworker, and telling him what I'm up to he laughed.
"So, you are looking for a job, and a place to live... Those are like the two most stressful things combined."
"At least I'm not having a baby..."
"Yes. And you don't have to go to war..."
"And I'm not planning a wedding..."
"It's nice you can be so positive."
"Heh. Thanks."
Comments (1)
Congratulations! The photo's usually cool to have to pack away in a box and dig out unexpectedly about 8-20 years down the road, but otherwise it's the accomplishment in itself that means something. Go get 'em!
Posted by Veda | June 5, 2006 8:31 PM
Posted on June 5, 2006 20:31