Accountable Infinity However (Letters to Myself)
30 ago 2008
 
the fate of such things

Travel: messssssssssssssssssssssssssssed up! i am super stressed out about being stranded somewhere completely random and broke and bored and being mugged at four a.m.! And i really don't like E-tickets! BAH!

But, on the bright side, i technically do have my (E-)ticket and my hotel reservation (at the Crystal City Radisson), and my ride to Seattle in the first place (Brenda! obvious choice!), and i'm going to metro it around that place tomorrow and Monday and meet Julie at some point Monday. But seriously, how can i really believe my E-ticket confers upon me rights to fly across the country? Huh?

Anyway! i'm hella excited.

If i get this job my life will change, change all for the better. i'm not even sure what i'll do with myself, really. Working in renewable energy? On interesting geologic problems? Sounds like something i would love. LOVE. For the government? For whoever is doing it, really, and the government's probably the only entity that can pull off the crazy logistics/engineering feat that getting EGS going will be. So, so, so very excited. This could be it, yo.

On the other hand, i am nervous about the interview: my first real interview, and i'm sure i'm going to be asked questions about things i haven't thought about in years... literally years. i've been doing my research, i pretty much know all that google can tell me on the subject (EGS), and i certainly did my work back in school, and at my real-person jobs back in the day. At this point i just have to hope/believe that's enough.

i'm going to spend Monday at the Smithsonian without my five-year-old sister, and take lots of pictures at that pool thing and in front of Lincoln.

And other than my absolute 'shit traveling is chaos! frenzy!', so many exciting things are happening right now! My bosses at San Juan threw a spontaneous 'Sarah will save the world with renewable energy!' party yesterday, which was fabulous and lovely. And! i found moneys that i was given as a present forever ago in my bag today, that was lovely too! And i spent most of the day actually-out-and-doing-things with Adam/Heidi/Brenda, because it's Adam's last day here, and i (briefly) talked to Elyse (who's now back in the states yay!). And! Brenda is going to Bumbershoot, which will be fun! And! When i get back, i'm spending a day with the lovely Sam! OMG!

i also, partly, want to get this job just so i can finally tell people what i do with a straight face again. That would be really, really nice.

knock 'em dead kid/it shifts each time we move
 
25 ago 2008
 
boring/good Monday

i had a great day today, for absolutely no reason at all. i woke up at 5, in order to call people on the east coast, and though they didn't answer and it thus failed, being awake that early was for some reason great. i spent at least an hour at work on the internet, waiting for other people to finish things so i could do my part of my job, and the two jobs we did went crazy fast and i'd worked 8 hours before i even knew it. i started Neil Gaimon's Anansi Boys, and am half done from a few bus rides and donating plasma. i also got locked out of my house and am still broke, but i'm in a great mood anyway. Hells yeah.

and you are...?
 
23 ago 2008
 
bad timing and public transportation

So i like both my jobs a lot, though i'm super exhausted by the end of the week. They're both pretty active, which is nice as i'm way too lazy to ever "exercise." (that's in quotations because i don't really believe it should exist.) i'm supposed to be at (printing company) work Monday-Thursday 8 a.m., and (charter company) work Friday sometime in the morning. The past two weeks boat cleaning have been utter, utter chaos; keys missing, boats in the wrong places, and the ongoing comic effects of being the token not-teenager in a crew of 30 (really? Austin Powers jokes?).

As for the living situation, Brenda & i are looking for a new place to go, and we probably have the most perfect solution ever a mere block from where we live. We'll hopefully just trade apartments with this girl Helen, and our new place will be super cute, only $50 more per month, allows all her pets, and i even get my own room. Amazzzzzzzzzzzzing. But completely dependent on us magically having money, soon.

And i'm super overwhelmed with the DC interview thing. i don't even know.

art like Georgia O'Keefe just gave up
 
18 ago 2008
 
a month of mondays

Since i've been a poor poster for awhile, i'll let the past few Mondays stand in for my life in general.

Three Mondays ago i went hiking near Mt. Baker with Zach. It was absolutely indescribably amazing (see the obnoxiously happy photos of me on facebook for a glimmer of how excited about it i was). Just driving to the park area was amazing, as as soon as you get out of Bham the land gets crazy in every way, and is notably younger here than in the midwest. There's moss and ferns and green plant-unidentifiable-things everywhere, so incredibly beautiful and distracting when you're trying to drive a windy country road.

Once we finally got to the trail head, there was snow everywhere (high elevation), and we couldn't find our right trail, so we pretty much struck out cross country until we saw a trail (which ended really well, as it was a great trail). The mountains were amazing, we saw some marmosets (or something?) in their natural habitat, lots of rocks, and the world's smallest mountain stream (a continuous drip from a snowbank). Mountains like that go on forever, and i'm pretty sure i can't describe their full amazingness without simply referring you to Edward Abbey and Barry Lopez's hypothetical love child, because that'd be the only person who could do it justice.

At Picture Lake, that really famous lake you've seen pictures of but never knew the decidedly simple name of, we eavesdropped on tourists in at least three languages, though there was basically no one there.

Pretty much one of the best days of my life.

Two Mondays ago i went to a temp agency, waited several hours, and got told that since i don't have a car i can't have a job. Then i went to Biolife, waited several hours, and got told that since they fucked up i couldn't donate plasma. Then i went home, and the internet told me i didn't get a job i particularly want at the moment*, and then not even facebook worked. Then i asked my friends to hang out with me, and they decided TV was more fun than me (which was probably true, but pretty sure they knew at least half of the things that had happened to me that Monday, and should have filled their job title of 'friends').

Pretty much one of the worst days of the recent past, and led to a fucking awful nightmare of Bham turning into another EC.

*which i have since then heard the contrary from, and will be interviewing for after all, in DC for the Department of Energy! More on this, of course, if/when it happens!

Last Monday i started a new job at a small large-scale printing company here in Bham (got that? small company=few employees, large scale=runs of thousands). i, uh, basically make junk mail, but in a lot of ways it's like Kinko's except no customers or coworkers who make it a point to let me know what a stupid shit i am every time they talk to me. So, awesome! (i've even already ingratiated myself with management by fixing the 4110.) And thus bearable until i find a real person job.

Pretty much a normal day i guess?

Today, Monday, i worked again, and borrowed Brenda's car since she can't work right now anyway. This whole thing is such a long story i'm not even sure where to start, but in any case we're getting evicted at the end of the month, and i took her to the hospital yesterday, which didn't help much but most of her pain went away at some point today anyway. She posted on craigslist an ad for our place, and has already had dozens of calls and several tours of the place, even though neither of us has a place to go yet. Oye. So anyway, today, we had a bunch of people looking at our apartment, and now she & Heidi are shopping... yeah.

Pretty much... i don't even know. The last few days have bled together so bad, what with the not-sleeping and the spontaneous emergencies and the fuzzy, fuzzy math involved in not bouncing any checks, and i'm so excited about the DOE job and so scared of not getting it, not to mention not knowing where i'll be living in September and having no one in this zip code i could crash with. So pretty much, hella awesome, hella awful, and there's just too much unresolved to really know. But i feel good, i feel like i can make all this work. 'All this' being everything, by myself, except for my Rachels on the phone.

In case i don't post, next Monday i'll either be homeless or on my way to D.C. for the interview of my life.

Or most likely, both.
 
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