2005-11-06

life still stinks

So I never heard back from the job I interviewed for in Santa Barbara. I was depressed about it, but now I'm irritated. I'm kinda mad that they didn't even call to let me know that they wouldn't hire me, rather than letting me wait by the phone like a fool after saying that they would probably ask me back for a second interview. Whatever. Life goes on.

Somehow I invited my exboyfriend Paddy to Thanksgiving at my mother's house in an email yesterday. I'm not sure what i was thinking. We'll just have to wait for his response on that one.

Yesterday was my brother's baby shower, which was basically a big barbeque at the park near our house. It was fun, once I started drinking. They played games, like blindfolded applesauce feeding (don't ask). It made me realize, even more than I had already thought, that I am thoroughly unsuited for life in suburban america (or suburban elsewhere, for that matter). I kept thinking that if i had a similar event for my friends, they would look all scroungey and intellectual and awkward, as they silently wondered if I had gone daft. They would then discuss my possible mental imbalance while I was in the bathroom and perhaps suggest an intervention. But fortunately it would slip their minds once people started talking about cuban feminist movements or something.

xanthium at 2:21 p.m.

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