Just returned from an interview at a Very Strange Office. The job will probably blow a lot, but it looks as though I might have it in the bag. The job bag.
I’ll know within the week, I’m told. Less time for writing and drawing, more time for repetitive wrist stress and driving too far.
UPDATE: I [...]
Archive for June, 2007
Interview #3
June 25, 2007
“Remember when is the lowest form of conversation.”
June 20, 2007
I’ve been taking long walks, thinking, smoking. This is not, surprisingly, productive in any substantive way. I had a few bouts of nostalgia as I passed the “gay little gazebo” where I sat uncomfortably as a clingy girl I no longer fancied clung. And, too, as I passed the high school parking lot; her car [...]
REJECTED, AGAIN
June 12, 2007
This time I was turned down for a job. This job, specifically. No big deal, didn’t really want it–but honestly, what the fuck? This is what an English degree gets you: fuck all.
REJECTED
June 6, 2007
Heard back from said well-known internet publication. As you can see, my piece will not be published. Get used to it, Island.
Now to harden my resolve and try again. Resolve, harden thyself!
