Have train ticket.
Have lodgings.
Need to pack.
What does one bring when going to a convention?
WorldCon is where I am headed...
Going to TO...Yay!
must purchase train ticket today...*sheepish grin*
Yay! Going swimming today!
I know that bunnies should not like water but I think I may have been a mermaid in my past incarnation.
lol
*mermaid bunny*
would it hop swimmingly or use the bunny style for swimming?
I'll leave that to the philosophers.
Autumn is right! (As she almost always is...) I need to write more stuff.
now I just need to get writing...
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*still jobless*
grr...I have not gotten a call back from that Friday interview...grrr grrr
But I do have another interview tomorow...Go Me! I don't know if I want the job though (argh! sabotaging myself!!!)...it is evening work and part-time only...I would barely make enough to pay for stuff...but it would give me loads of free time for writing and stuff...and it has advancement potential...
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*going to Toronto*
yay! I get to go to WorldCon and hang out with the fabulous and always lovely Robyn! I believe others will be there too...Ceri, Scott, Tamu, who else?
can't wait can't wait...
hmm...maybe I should check out the prices for train tickets and makes sure I have somewhere to sleep while I'm there...
eh.
Last Friday's interview went well enough...and the work would be a constant change, which I like, since that would mean I would not get bored.
Here's to hoping that I get a lovely call during this week.
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I received an e-mail from one of my professors (well not anymore but I took three courses with her) and it reminded me of how much I admire her. I think I sat there for at least 30 minutes trying to write a proper reply to her simple questions, her prose is so precise and I feel the need to strive for the same kind of proficiency she has...a B+ in her class felt like a C- because she always expected more than I was giving (and she always knew exactly where I cut corners...) She is leaving in two weeks for post-grad studies at Cambridge...I am delighted for her and cannot help feeling that McGill, in loosing her, becomes lessened. In fact I would have stayed for master's studies without hesitation for the possibility of having her as my thesis supervisor. However there are other passions of mine vying for academic attentions...and then there is my ultra secret novel idea that I have only told my mom...
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Enough nostalgia and nonsense!
I response to
T!'s post about theater being a stupid hobby... Does anyone have pointers for me about producing a play? eh...
On Friday I have a job interview, think good thoughts for me.
On the second to last Sunday (or was it Monday?) it rained like mad. The sky briefly opened up and wept all that it could weep. I was indoors, occupied. When I heard the waterfall outside my window, my entire being longed to step out in order to feel the hard raindrops on my skin. I just wanted to sit on the balcony and drown my identity.
I did go out of the appartment later but the clouds had already exhausted most of their fury. Anyway, it just isn't the same when I'm wearing a raincoat.
How quickly things change...
last post was when I started my sales job...I quit after one week...on Monday of this week to be more precise. All weekend I was brooding over how this job was not bad but did not pay nearly well enough...mea culpa of course because commission was all I got...
The problem did not lie with my sales numbers as much as with the nagging voice in the back of my mind telling me that come tax time I would suffer...I don't want to count as an independent contractor (or however it's called)...moreover, as I thought about this job and learned about my coworkers I realized that I did not want to be indoctrinated into their life philosophy.
*sigh*
Unfortunately, the job that I was hoping to get did not materialize...I thought it was a sure thing but I guess I was wrong. The interview on Thursday had gone very well but I guess they found someone with more experience and with less desire to become an academic...oh well...
Enough self-pity! The Gods will provide! They always have. I just need to help myself...right?
Maybe I should apply to work abroad...perhaps the time has come for such a thing...
It is a Domaine weekend again and I need to finish writing a cover letter for a job.
Wish me luck and think prosperous thoughts!
