Waiting for a Phone Call

I just called a company back that called me yesterday and they were all, can we call you back in just a sec, and I was all, of course, but now I'm all, sitting here waiting for my phone to ring. That is the most stressful, probably even for people who aren't afraid of phones.

Of course only companies in Omaha call me back, no one in Lincoln has gotten back to me but this is the second Omaha company, and again, not sure if I actually want this job, just applied. That's how I ended up turning down the last one in Omaha. Most of the Lincoln ones actually looked good, this one is just something I know I can do but the posting doesn't even say the salary. I CAN'T MAKE DECISIONS WITHOUT BEING FULLY INFORMED.

Still waiting for the phone.

What do I normally do with my hands?

I feel abandoned by Christine

I've been sending her pictures and fun stories because I am delightful, but she hasn't responded in several days.

1. She could not have Internet because they are in Germany.
2. She might be sick and unable to form coherent things to say to me.
3. What if she hates me and/or is kidnapped never to be seen again.

We worry.

This time the we is not me, it's me and Molly and Teddy.

Living with the space invaders

Teddy and Molly

These puppies are all, we want to sit by you, no we want to sit on you, no you put your legs up right, and then we'll lay on them and feel like we're hanging in mid air, no you lay down in bed and then we'll slowly creepy towards you and push you off the bed basically.

They love me.

They look like Pokemon in that picture. I'm good with it, I've been playing a lot of Pokemon with them. We have two badges already.

They're taking turns watching me

Should I feel scared or watched over in like, a protective way?

I'm eating cookie dough

Living on the edge.

I'm puppy sitting

So far the puppies have sat on me one time each.

I just, why, life

I forgot to get up this morning. I don't mean I slept in or ignored my alarm, I mean I just forgot to get up and then it was 1 and my dad was home and he was all, 'did you get a good night's sleep?' and I was all, no, actually, last night was horrible. I heard him get up and treadmill it up and go to work and then I continued to not be able to sleep well.

I don't really want to go to the party tonight. I'm sure it'll be fun once we're there and I'm with friends, and it will be good to do something not depressing.

I applied to volunteer three different places, wait listed for one and haven't heard back from the other 2. It's a sad day when I'm worried about being accepted as a volunteer. Still unemployed.

Knitting complete

Finally finished my scarf made of things I like that I started last winter. Didn't work on it when it was hot because, summer, knitting, yarn, not great combination.

So, the things in the scarf include the One Ring, Lumpy Space Princess, sheep, some TARDIS', both Slytherin and Gryffindor's symbols, tumblr, Marvel's SHIELD, dinosaurs, elephants, giraffes, music and Batman. 

CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW GOING DOWNTOWN FOR LIKE AN HOUR YESTERDAY MADE ME SUPER ANTISOCIAL AND EMOTIONALLY DRAINED TODAY. I can't  handle things. 

Also this post seems to be centered because of the picture but I post via my phone so I don't know how to fix it. 

I am a chef

I am in charge of dinner one day a week, cause see, living at home, stealing food from my parents, makes sense I have to help with some dinners. ANYWAY, I had no ideas for today so I made a recipe I found on Pinterest for braided garlic spaghetti bread. There's a bunch of cheese in there and it's great. 

So basically, winner winner garlic cheesy spaghetti bread dinner. 

Day Whatever

I forgot what day it was. Did I write yesterday? I could look on the front page of this blog, sure, but now I'm already writing so you're just going to have to deal with my confusion. Parents are coming home today anyway so it doesn't matter anymore.

I've been watching a lot of Dragnet and Animaniacs. Can't bring myself to start the new season of Perception or catch up on any of the current shows that I know I like, but Sgt. Friday and Officer Gannon are great and I want to watch this all the time. Would you believe, there's even an episode of Supernatural that I haven't seen?

I've been running around the house trying to make sure everything is done and nice for when my mom comes home. What's going to happen is I'm going to think everything is done and then she's going to ask an innocent question about something I was supposed to do but forgot about. I can see it now. Eh, I can blame everything on the fact they left me with a broken dishwasher full of dishes.

Ok ok ok, so, I have 2 NaNoWriMos started and abandoned because, hey, procrastinator, but I had a thought about one of them so I can improve and add to it, but seriously, I'll never be able to write a book in a month. November can suck it.

SHERLOCK GNOMES.

And by that I mean, 1 gnomes, and 2 the trailer for season three of Sherlock is out.

Oh oh oh you know what show is the best though? The Waltons. They have a peacock named Rover and a peahen named Ruby and they're just a great family. CHRISTINE you might like it don't even. They're all bros and they help each other out all the time.

Robin Year One: a comic book interpreted by me

This is my finished Robin Year One paper art project thing. I never had a good name for it, but It looks awesome in real life with all the layers, and it totally tells the story of their worries and Robin almost dying and it's pretty great.

I found as I was doing it that I had as much fun with the pieces I cut out as I did the parts I left in. It started small.

I mean, this guy's face is just amazing, so when I added the BLAM!s to his panel it was instantly better. Then I got more creative with the putting pieces together.

I honestly don't know, but it makes me laugh.

And then finally, I started making entire pages.

Ok so they don't all make a ton of sense

I particularly like the frame with the Darjeeling Tea

And that's how my day has been going so far, you know, once I came inside from being the outdoor person I am / am forced to be when things need painting and stuff.

Day 4

Ok so it might be 4 am or whatever but I was watching lame tv and cutting up a comic book.

Cold Case has odd songs play at the end for the sad wrap up and re-reveal of what the people looked like when the crime actually happened. Currently: Man in the Mirror.

At this point I think I've forgotten how to go to bed. You know how it gets so late that you consider being awake instead. oooo Angel is on. It's the strange time period though.

Day 3

First of all, why is my dog bugging me? I fed her hours ago and she won't go outside and I told her, the parents are coming back next week, Jeez.

I'm watching Top Gear. I meant to leave the house today and get some things done so I could cross them off my list, but I stayed home, watched some YouTube, talked to my dog, drank a bottle of wine.

Tomorrow it won't be raining so I will totally leave the house and get things done. It didn't help that I slipped on the wet steps and hurt my tailbone first thing today. Yeah, tomorrow, painting, shopping, mowing, getting shit done.

I totally did things today too though, started on the dishes in the broken dishwasher. There isn't enough room in the dish drainer for all of them so I still have some to do, but hey I have plates now.

Day 2

I'm quite upset I have to wait a whole week before shark week. Sure, yeah, there are other things to watch, but sharks man. 

also, cloudy night, not so many stars, I am disappoint

Day 1

I am out of gin. 

*edit later

When I was recycling the bottle I offered my dog some gin and laughed maniacally because she couldn't have any because it was gone.

I am not drunk I swear.

The stars are fucking lovely.

I still don't have a job

Job searching is the most depressing, and waiting after applying is the worst. Especially when, you know, I have no idea what I'm doing and what I want. Know what I'm passionate about? TV and movies and Internet culture. Know what kind of jobs are not local and I don't have qualifications for? Television, movies and Internet geekery. I've applied for some criminal justice and psychology related things that look interesting, but I feel like my qualifications are a stretch and I would only be their last resort. I'M DELIGHTFUL, YOU WANT TO HIRE ME, REALLY.

Office Depot has a glorious One Direction anti-bullying display thing. It was exciting. Christine, have you recovered?

So, Insanity, Right?

I was sitting by the lake, staring at the water thinking about how I wish I was home but it was still pretty and trying to ignore the conversation, when I was dragged into the conversation and forced to pay attention.

First of all, no, I don't want to be set up with my great uncle's friend who goes to Eastern Michigan. Being single is FINE thank you very much grandpa.

Secondly, you know how on television they show insane people looking at a normal place and then they flash to a crazy perspective of what they see as a possibility, and then it goes back to normal? Yes, that is what I saw. I saw flashes of what our dinner would look like if I said what I was thinking, turns out silence is golden for peacekeeping.

How many worse things are there than being asked about your life and genuinely not knowing the answer? What do I want in a job? What kind of thing am I looking for? The only question that matters at all is why the hell has another year gone by where I have not been at SDCC, I mean seriously, how hard is it to get to San Diego for a week?

I haven't been doing a lot of writing because I get tired of writing after all the job applications and cover letters. They're just the worst.

Here, have a picture of me meeting Caroline Manzo and her family.

And suddenly, Youtube won't let me sign in

   I've spent a lot of time recently "watching" youtube videos of LetsPlay, subsection of RoosterTeeth and amazing group of video game playing idiots. THAT's my ideal job. They get paid to play those games. Also come up with show ideas and produce and edit them and stuff, but I don't watch those because I basically only like them for their idiocy and greatness not their actual content. I've also knitted a whole bunch and recently I've been just looking at all my Likes on tumblr. Like half of them are from Band of Brothers. 10% make me sad, and then the last 40% are just funny things I don't reblog because I'm not sure my friends would find them funny. Not that that ever stops me in other endeavors, but sometimes I just don't reblog the compilation of British people touching their nose and pointing because I need to hoard it forever.

In other news, whatever it is that I'm coughing up, it's gross and I do not approve. Don't get sick, boys and girls. Also, you know you've blown your nose too much recently when a kleenex with blood in it does not surprise you.

The let's play of Minecraft makes me want to play Minecraft though. Looks cool. Probably more fun with friends though, seeing how the parts I love are when they play pranks on each other. They built a house with lava in the ceiling so that when their friend removed an odd block the house filled with lava and burnt to the ground. Another house, they set up blocks of water in the ceiling so that when they flipped a switch the house flooded and it was great. And the entire city is built on top of layers of dynamite so randomly their whole place explodes.

I get passionate about things for temporary periods of time, and apparently these guys playing video games is my current obsession. It's a bit more manageable than the Band of Brothers one was, THEY'RE JUST SUCH GREAT BROS, IT MAKES ME WANT TO CALL THEM NAMES.

Can I stay unemployed forever? That sounds great. I don't want to work, sounds responsible and stuff. Though, if I don't get the one job I've applied for I'm going to probably freak out a bit because I haven't really thought about where else I want to work. I don't even know if I WANT to work there, I just know I need a job and it's not a bad place and stuff.

I got bored of knitting today and remembered that I want to get back to writing, but also I need to write thank yous for graduation and also there are tons of books I have started or have been meaning to read. I also enjoy sleeping. There isn't enough time for all this laziness. My only excuse for now is that I mostly feel like dying because breathing is hard and everything aches. The medicine that helps me feel better tastes like horrible horrible blueberries that are trying to poison me. Why does medicine always taste like it's trying to kill you?

CAKE: I love it so much

The glare makes it hard to read, but this is MINE

So, graduation ceremony was cancelled and there was a big hullabaloo at the Hawks Center where we went to go pick up the diplomas and could take pictures by big red N signs. yay. I mean, it was extremely cold, windy and miserable out, so it was probably good we did not have graduation. We felt bad for Ben Nelson though, all ready to give a speech and no one came.

I felt my lovely dress was underused though. You could barely see it with the graduation gown on, and then when we went out to lunch it was cold there so I kept on my coat. I need to go to more fancy parties so I can wear my other new dress as well. We should have a tea party.

CHRISTINE: Lucky's half birthday is when I'm house sitting so I promised her I'd invite you for a birthday party to make up for the parents missing it. She's excited to see you.

The new Doctor Who was a good one. Written by Mark Gatiss, lovely references, good characters, smart plot, good episode. Way to be, show.

Tomorrow, as in later today

Grad. U. A. Tion.

 In my head there were more swear words mixed in there, but we're playing it cool for the interwebs.

 It'd be exciting, except it's outside in the cold and rain and it's going to be hectic and there's no assigned seating cause we're not lining up and walking in alphabetical order so I don't know who I'm going to sit by and it's going to take forever. I'm not freaking out. I wrote a note to my dad for tomorrow saying that we're going to be flexible wexible, so WE'RE GOING TO BE FLEXIBLE OKAY. I'm fine. Look at me, you can't see me, but I'm fine.

I have a really fancy dress that I like a lot so that's exciting. Have to wear a coat under my grad gown thing, but hey, flexible. Plus, coat means pockets for my phone. Boom, problem solved.

I wish graduating didn't make people talk about jobs and careers and goals and such so much. The only things I like are fictional, dammit. Even real jobs, I only like them fictionally. Literally took my grandparents 3 minutes after walking in the door to ask me what I was doing after graduation. And then I didn't know how to explain a potential job not in my degree that I might get in a few months cause it's a concept they found difficult to grasp. Either I went to college and got a job because of it or I didn't. Basically I'm a failure.

It think tigers are my favorite big cat. I mean, leopards are cool and all, but tigers, man. The white ones, I think they're Siberian, they look like they'd be badass after they got covered in blood, but also they're cute.