I worked at the bookstore today. I was fun mostly. I really like it when they mix up my schedule like they did today. An hour here and hour there. Mostly I like working the info desk. It’s like trivial pursuit … give a book with a brown cover thats about hungarian WWII survivors and there lives after the war. No seriously that was a question today. I gave them the book, who’s title I can’t remember NOW now that I’m writing this. There is a mandatory meeting tomorrow morning from 8-10am. I think I may bring the camera with me to film some footage down by Elliott Bay for the family’s Xmas card thingy from me.
Men .. I’d like to be the slut that some people seem to think I am but really I’m too damn tired most of the time I’m not working to think about anything at all other than sleep, food, and what I need to do to keep house and hearth together. The funny thing about having this second part-time job is that I don’t seem to have any more money than I did before. This means either I’m doing something wrong or I’m spending it, which would be wrong since I want to SAVE it. I do really have more money I’m just paying into things I wasn’t before so I don’t see it.
I should here sometime this week from the City department I interviewed with two weeks ago. I have a good feeling but then I could just be fooling myself. Do I give up the devil I know for one I don’t? Of course I do, there’s more money, prestige and the environment seems really nice overall. The question I ask myself is why I wasn’t able to do what I’m doing now in L.A. I love it here but man would this have been fun to have the life i have now, except there. It really took me leaving there 9 years ago to get all of the parts of my life together that I needed to. Leaving destroyed my friendship with Will and I really really wish that hadn’t happened but I don’t think I would have been able to get myself together if I’d stayed. I’m gonna watch a movie and head to bed.