Dream of the Dolphin
a.k.a.
Confessions of a Post-Graduate Pity Whore

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Thursday, January 25, 2007
 

Signs of the Impending Apocalypse

1. Trees blooming in January.

2. Gulf Stream Slowing.

3. Tom Cruise is Jesus.

You know, since the whole winning the lottery thing isn't working out, I totally think we should create our own religion. But forget space aliens and pasta. Our religion will involve chocolate. And possibly David Tennant...

...I wonder if Russell T. Davies had the same idea...

In other non-destruction-of-the-planet type news, thank you Simon, the lovely associate at the Bay, for helping me find wickedly cute shoes in record time (you try having hyperkinetic, overwide feet with a half-size difference between them), being flirty in a non-skeevy way, and giving me 10% off. You rock.

( 2:47 PM ) Sarah Jane ~





Friday, January 19, 2007
 

VACATION!!!

So yeah, seven days a week is difficult. You reach a point, eventually, at which you completely lose track of what day of the week it is -- it's just one long neverending stretch of get up, wash self, figure out where you're going today, get home, fall into bed, repeat. This becomes problematic when you have a variable schedule, and results in things like, oh, coming in an hour late for work because the shift starts at 10 on Mondays instead of 11. ::innocent look::

But I've finally managed to coordinate with all four jobs and arranged an actual, honest-to-god Vacation for a week in February. I haven't had an actual vacation since before University. I plan to get some writing done, tidy up my files, put in new bookshelves, and spend at least one day in my pyjamas watching Doctor Who and making jewellery.

Hurray for vacation!

And then, it's back to work. For a while. Things may change -- I just got a fancy letter from York saying that I have an interview for Teacher's College next Satuday. Karina says getting my interview this early in the process is a very good sign. Since Karina is a) smart, and b) knows of what she speaks, I am muchly encouraged. Terrified. But encouraged.

( 1:49 PM ) Sarah Jane ~





Sarah Jane Elliott
The often frustrating progress of my life and writing...

(Once known as "The Mystic's Dream", now known as "Dream of the Dolphin", but inclined to change title depending on what's stuck in my head)

Okay, I liked "Confessions of a Post Graduate Pity Whore" a lot more than I thought I would. That line is still hilarious. But I've started writing again, so it's time to go back to before. :o)





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