Never Ask That Question

And the question is, Can it get any worse?
The answer will probably always be, YES!
So don't ask it, don't ever go there.

This can apply to the weather today, or the plentiful horrible events that took place just this morning, one of which involved me cleaning my apartment again because it was going to be looked at by another person and another was Gizmo getting out of the yard and trying to bite a neighbor. I was still in pjs with a jacket thrown on when I had to run through the huge hole in the fence to get her. Needless to say, I was not happy with her. I had another nightmare about her during the night, of her running from me and getting hit by a car.

Something has got to change, and for the better.

I forced myself to sit at the computer until I typed out 500 words. What was written wasn't all that bad. It is possible for me to write again.

P.S. Who mails keys to the apartment they belong to? Let's leave it at a rhetorical question.

Arg.

I had the interview yesterday, and I find out by the end of next week what's up. I had to take those stupid damned skills tests, and I always do lousy on them, I don't know why. The first two women to interview me liked me and wanted me to meet the two higher bosses, but I had to take the test first. I still met them, but the only thing they said about the test was, Well, you finished fast.
Thanks, dude.
Arg! I need a job, bad. I intend on hitting the job sites again, just not right now. I gotta get some writing done, big time. It's been so hard to write ...

I had my apartment looked at today. I was told it would be between 11 to noon, so I took my dog for a long walk and came back. Then I get a knock on my backdoor at 12:15. WTH? So Gizmo and I went for another walk awhile they looked around. I just didn't want to be there when strangers stroll about my place. I hope someone picks up on the place soon so I don't have to have people roaming in and out anymore. What if Gizmo runs out during one of those times? Again, arg.

I had a nice time hanging out with friends on Thursday. I should do that more often.

I keep wondering if I should keep Gizmo with me or send her home with my parents. I'm starting to feel a little selfish, but I know I would cry like a baby if she leaves. I think I would know how my mom felt! Karma.
Speaking of Karma, I finished My Name is Earl. I think it's time to brave The Wire. So what if I still have nightmares after reading The Road? I'll counter it with The Audacity of Hope.
Yes, that sounds lovely.

Yuck (at the moment)

It is safe to state that I'm bored out of my mind.
Just thought I'd get that out of the way.
I worked a little on my EP project yesterday. I've totally revamped the whole thing, but isn't that how it happens? The star of the show will be my dog. Yes. I looked at all her toys and how she chews them up, so the story is going to be about two little dog dolls who fall down a hole and meet the other lost tore-up dolls. There are going to be some action scenes.
I had to change everything because, in my mind, I was going overboard already with trying to make a horror movie. Props, scenes, set-ups: I started to tally the costs and realized that I had to work with what I already have, which is a lot in my apartment, actually. I figured out how to use my digital camera, so this project is going to be a mixture of live action and still photos. Which reminds me, I gotta get a book about iMovie from the library. Last I checked, there hadn't been one.
And music! I gotta figure out what music to put in, let alone what songs. And how to record voice-overs.
Oh boy.

I'm writing s@#t, apparently ...

Mkay, here's the good news of the day:
I got an In-Person Interview with that job I've been looking into!!
WOOT! WOOT!
Yeah, I felt so bad when I didn't get the call on the days the employer said she would call back that I didn't even call my parents that night.
But she called back and, YAY!

So I felt so good about that news that I thought it okay to finally take a look at my fiction critique.
Instant downslide.
Now, I'm not stupid and I knew they would be very critical, especially because I hadn't even made it to my own workshop. The story was only half a story and something experiemental.
Still ... If ever I needed a thick skin, now would be about it.
It's been so hard to write lately. I thought since moving and since there have been so many emotional trials, I'd have enough fodder for the imagination.
Nope.
Anyhoo, I gotta do something about this story, because I do like it.
*sigh*

I woke up ...

... this morning and don't feel like my head is split open! Yay. I thought I'd stay forever with these allergies, but there just might be an ending ... for now.

I'm rather disappointed because I didn't get a call back from that phone interview. I was really looking forward to that. As always, I had elaborate plans already in my head. D'oh.
On the upside, I got a big check (won't say how much) from UB. Still unsure as to why, but it's mine, by golly!

Time feels like it's slowed down so much. Last weekend, I slept for most of the time. Considering all the drama that keeps happening, I can't say I blame myself for taking the much needed rest.
But no lallygagging this weekend. No sir.

It Happened Again

It rained on my head while walking home from the market.
I had to pick up a prescription, so I had no choice but to go. I didn't really sleep last night; at one point, I discovered Gizmo curled up on the furthest part of my bed and I'm guessing that's because I kept tossing and turning around. I didn't even bother to look at the clock.
Still not sure if it's allergies or if I'm actually sick. Wish I knew so I could take the right medication. Walking in the rain hasn't helped. Oh well.

It's really coming down now. Guess it could've been worse for me.

Can't sleep ...

... despite the Tylenol PM. Not good.

Today was wasted by a powerful sinus takeover. I didn't even go to the market. Bleh. The last time I went to the market it rained on me, and if I go tomorrow (as planned) it will rain on me again.

Good news, though. I had a phone interview on Friday. I've been filling out applications left and right and out of the blue I get a phone interview. Hopefully, she'll call me back and I'll get an in-person interview. Yay!
This job is in East Harbor, though. Kinda out of the way for someone who doesn't have a car.
Oh well. One step at a time.

Saw Religulous. Basically, it recommends everyone becoming atheists for the sake of humanity before we all kill each other. It paired strangely well with finishing The Road.

Okay, gonna make another go at this "sleeping" thing ...