When I was applying for jobs? Finally got
one. Just a few/several/too many months later.
No more folding! In fact, as the state of my bedroom will demonstrate, I plan to never fold an item of clothing again ever. It's not going to be a problem actually: dirty clothes go in the laundry basket, clean clothes reside on my maroon armchair, which I don't currently use for its intended purpose (i.e. reading) as it is GLOOOOORIOUS SUMMER and any/all reading is done out of doors and at Taste while I wait for A Certain Boy to finish his shift so we can get beers.
Speaking of reading, after hearing I got hired, I went out and bought this:
...which I am super excited to start reading, right after I finish this TOME of a graphic novel:
I really, really like it when I find myself reading something I would have been obsessed with when I was 14 or so. As in, my copy of
Ella Enchanted gets reread yearly. Hoo boy, 14-year-old Lauren and Zot would have really hit it off: he looks and acts like Peter Pan (ahem, my first crush), and he gives his girlfriend a LIGHTNING BOLT NECKLACE which is also a HOMING DEVICE so he can find her when she's in trouble. I die.
Come see me at the bookstore! I'll be the one selling...art supplies.
