I am reading Bill Bryson's "The Mother Tongue", and it is both amazing and fabulous. Love it!
Anyway, things here are, as ever, ridiculous. The museum is being a bitch right now, as I interviewed on Wednesday, was told I would get a call by the end of the week, and since it's Sunday night I think it's safe to assume that this is going to be another long wait.
On the other hand, next weekend I am going to NYC to see the Lord of the Rings Orchestra Two Towers THING with Caitlin and Carolyn. !!! AND we get to go to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which is one of the only art museums in the US that has a definitively better collection than the PMA. (And a bigger budget. ...By like, 3-5 times.) SO EXCITING, AAHHH.
I WISH I DID NOT HAVE TO KEEP THIS JOB. I hate waking up so early. VIDDING IS A NIGHTTIME SPORT, OKAY? I CAN NOT DO IT IN THE AM, WHICH IS WHY NOTHING IS GETTING DONE.
Also, Caitlin and I are going to combine our powers of awesome, and make our own Shoebox Project books! With my manuscript compiling and editing skills, and her promise to learn how to bind books and emboss leather, WE WILL BE UNSTOPPABLE. WAHAHAHA.
Bed now, even though it is only 7:54, WHO THE HELL GOES TO BED AT 7:54 ON A SUNDAY. ME. THIS IS WHAT MY LIFE HAS BECOME. TRAGEDY.