determinedly fighting back against november
A list of excellent things in the past week:
+ The election!!! So happy, so relieved, so uselessly apologetic that North Carolina went red this time. I've been reading lots of smart articles about what the election turnout/results/&c mean for the country; I've also been reading and watching lots of Fox News and cohorts freaking the fuck out, and basking in the schadenfreude, because wow is that cathartic.
+ SNOW! It did not stick, but I love winter, I love it so, so much.
+ Cats! The apartment of Gondor is fostering Jessie's cats because her current living situation turned out to be not cat-friendly. The cats adjusted really quickly, and they are purring machines, and both of them are currently loafing on a couch, ahhh delightful furballs.
+ Haircut! I continue absurdly pleased with my short hair of queerness and joy. I tend to only spike it if I'm going to be leaving the house or have to otherwise make myself presentable, but I'm enjoying it both like that and in its natural fluffy state.
+ Job?? Last week I was hired conditional on my background check going through, but it ... hasn't yet, possibly because Hurricane Sandy fucked with databases or possibly just because bureaucracy. I called today to check and was assured I'm on the list of new hires, so I'm resigning myself to another potential week of limbo. But! assuming all continues well, I shall soon be gainfully employed in the actual city in which I live. It's work as a barista, because I'm an actual English major punchline, but Jessie and I realized that it means we (and
feverbeats) will be living in a barista AU! So that's kind of delightful.
+ The election!!! So happy, so relieved, so uselessly apologetic that North Carolina went red this time. I've been reading lots of smart articles about what the election turnout/results/&c mean for the country; I've also been reading and watching lots of Fox News and cohorts freaking the fuck out, and basking in the schadenfreude, because wow is that cathartic.
+ SNOW! It did not stick, but I love winter, I love it so, so much.
+ Cats! The apartment of Gondor is fostering Jessie's cats because her current living situation turned out to be not cat-friendly. The cats adjusted really quickly, and they are purring machines, and both of them are currently loafing on a couch, ahhh delightful furballs.
+ Haircut! I continue absurdly pleased with my short hair of queerness and joy. I tend to only spike it if I'm going to be leaving the house or have to otherwise make myself presentable, but I'm enjoying it both like that and in its natural fluffy state.
+ Job?? Last week I was hired conditional on my background check going through, but it ... hasn't yet, possibly because Hurricane Sandy fucked with databases or possibly just because bureaucracy. I called today to check and was assured I'm on the list of new hires, so I'm resigning myself to another potential week of limbo. But! assuming all continues well, I shall soon be gainfully employed in the actual city in which I live. It's work as a barista, because I'm an actual English major punchline, but Jessie and I realized that it means we (and
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GOOD GOD.
I will bone up on what flavors Starbucks offers, lol! BUT AWESOME DUDE THAT'S GREAT!!!!! Moneeeeeey./i> Do you know what hours they'll have you working?
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I do not know my hours yet! Training starts Monday, I assume I may be having exciting different schedules every week, but deep in my soul I really hope that they give me a shift that's like 4:30 AM-1 PM, because that would be kind of perfect for my bizarre awakeness needs.
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If you get the Ass O'Clock in the morning shift I should swing by on my way to work, lol. WHY DOES WORK START AT 8 AM WHAT CRUEL GOD DID I OFFEND TO MAKE THIS SO.
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My job would make the worst AU, let's be honest, is it 1% Grey's Anatomy, 4% calmly explaining things to angry relatives, and 95% trying coerce efficiency and/or beg favours from other people in the hospital over the phone. No room for exciting emotional plotlines and hilarious muffin-based hijinks there!
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