Update: I think my interview the other day went pretty well, but I won’t hear back for a week or so, probably. In the meantime, however, I have a job at a bookstore and today I got to be part of a bookstore marriage proposal (I was so nervous, you guys), so things are still pretty darn good.
I have an interview at Penguin tomorrow, one of my best friends is coming to visit next weekend, and I just ate half a pizza. Good day.
When you’re alone and life is making you lonely, you can always watch an entire season of Friends instead of filling out job applications.
All my favorite movies are ’90s teen comedy adaptations of classic literature, and I think that should tell you all you need to know about me, really.
Fuckin’ freckles, man, they slay me every time.
Thank god some kind soul has put Ten Things I Hate About You on youtube. Everything’s gonna be okay.
"We got a problem, man."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"You have to believe me!"
Something eyeroll-worthy about fate.
So I’ve been rewatching Lost, and I’ve resurrected my twitter in order to make marginally pithy comments about it. For the interested/very bored among you: twitter.com/chaosbrocade
It’s so lonely being a werewolf on Valentine’s Day.
I took out all the italics. My resume is much better now. Very pretty. I just want to look at it all the time.
(Don’t talk to me about my cover letter.)
How the hell do you write an effective cover letter while still sounding like a human being? Oh my god, why did I italicize all my job titles and dates in my resume? (And other questions of the unemployed.)