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Well, Chicago, I'm still not sure how I feel about you. There was the thing with the 55 last night, which involved a good 40 minutes of sitting around waiting, and then it was the bus driver that was all annoyed at us because she was late. (I wanted to kick the bus, and keep kicking it until someone came to take me away.) But we do seem to have a decent-to-good possibility of maybe having an apartment (completion/approval of our application pending). And it's right across the street from a park. And this park has a pool with a twisty water slide. (How cool is that?)
Then you teased us with the moon, Chicago, which clouded over once the eclipse started. That wasn't very nice. But I was asleep for it because somehow I have a sleep schedule now (up at 10:30, what!) so I can't exactly hold that one against you. We'll see how you do for the next few days... we'll see.
In other news, I'd really like to get called back about some of the jobs I've applied for, because being ignored by dozens of potential employers makes me kind of sad and frustrated. Especially the ones I wrote cover letters from scratch for. Because that's a sign that I care.
I finally repainted my toenails to their usual multi-coloured state... I think it's been a month. And I'm hoping, maybe, since the month they weren't multi-coloured was rather mean to me, and I haven't had a month so mean to me since I started painting them weirdly several years ago, if I go back to how they used to be, maybe my luck will change a little. Like maybe the fates were annoyed at me for having French-tipped toenails and that's why I had bad luck. (At least this is more hygienic than having a pair of unwashed lucky socks.)
Then you teased us with the moon, Chicago, which clouded over once the eclipse started. That wasn't very nice. But I was asleep for it because somehow I have a sleep schedule now (up at 10:30, what!) so I can't exactly hold that one against you. We'll see how you do for the next few days... we'll see.
In other news, I'd really like to get called back about some of the jobs I've applied for, because being ignored by dozens of potential employers makes me kind of sad and frustrated. Especially the ones I wrote cover letters from scratch for. Because that's a sign that I care.
I finally repainted my toenails to their usual multi-coloured state... I think it's been a month. And I'm hoping, maybe, since the month they weren't multi-coloured was rather mean to me, and I haven't had a month so mean to me since I started painting them weirdly several years ago, if I go back to how they used to be, maybe my luck will change a little. Like maybe the fates were annoyed at me for having French-tipped toenails and that's why I had bad luck. (At least this is more hygienic than having a pair of unwashed lucky socks.)
