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| Saturday, February 18th, 2006 | | 6:38 am |
This past week has been pretty gd stressful. My third day was deadline, so I had to pump out four stories on Tuesday night. Now I'm working on a story about animal remains behind Pembroke high school. | | Saturday, February 11th, 2006 | | 9:11 am |
Yesterday around noon, I bought myself a chocolate egg and drove over to MPG News. I met up with Antoinette, the reporter I am replacing, and she laid out some developing stories I should watch out for. Then we hopped in her car (I didn't know if she would appreciate Blade's charm) and took a ride over to Pembroke. First we stopped at Town Hall, and at the front door was this tiny retired woman named Dottie who is crazy about the ponds and the herring and wanted to meet "the new reporter" to introduce herself. It was very nice. To be honest, I've never had a job where people respect me, so the reverence (however small the amount of it is) is pretty gd flattering. Then I met one of the selectmen, and apparently they are going to put on a play in a few weeks, and he invited me. He said there was going to be lots of food and a cash bar to which I said, "Well, hell, I wasn't gonna go before, but now that I know brownies are gonna be involved--yeah, I'll come." | | Friday, January 27th, 2006 | | 10:56 am |
This must be a symptom of being extremely stressed out: repeatedly curling up in bed with a glass of wine and crying to Jim Croce's "New York's Not My Home". | | Tuesday, January 24th, 2006 | | 10:58 am |
Last night I got most of my family to watch tv watercooler, assuming we would hear them read my email, but they didn't. I was disappointed. As an American, I feel it's my birthright to get my fifteen minutes on tv. I plan on writing to them today to exhaust my feelings of entitlement and persistence. | | Thursday, January 19th, 2006 | | 10:25 am |
letter i wrote this morning to the hosts of tv watercooler
Dear John and Debra, I have three tv channels. One of those three channels is the TV Guide Channel, and since I've been unemployed for the past month, one-third of my tv-watching time has been spent on said station. I saw your show (mainly because it wasn't on at the same time as Dr. Phil) and liked it. Because of all the shows you discussed, you made me feel like I have at least four channels. Thank you for that. If you need a third host or a reporter on the red carpet, email me. In high school I was dubbed "most likely to be a stand-up comedienne" and "most likely to win an oscar"--that combined with my unemployment make me a triple threat. Sincerely, Sarah | | Thursday, January 12th, 2006 | | 11:54 am |
I was going like gangbusters with the job searching, until I found the job I want, interviewed for it, and am now in no-motivation-and only-got-$10 world waiting to find out if I will have a second interview. This job has beer-time at 4 p.m. every Friday. I need it! Also I've realized that while I may be good at some things, having relationships is not one of those things. If I don't get my beer-time job, I may become a nun. | | Monday, December 19th, 2005 | | 5:38 pm |
oh my god--i just realized that i get to walk around naked in my apartment! of course i probably won't be able to pay for heat, so the nakedness might be limited to unseasonably warm days--like 70 degree winter days, which will be never. well, i was excited. | | Wednesday, December 14th, 2005 | | 1:58 pm |
This guy I work with just said, "it's like watching 20 monkeys make love to a basketball". That guy is awesome. | | Saturday, December 10th, 2005 | | 10:52 am |
This week I was sick with the flu for five days. I was delirious, sweaty, achey, coughing, and crying. One day I needed to get medication and some juice, so I sat up and immediately felt nauseated. I laid back down, shivered, and cried. It took me about twenty minutes to get out of bed. Then I sat on my chair and cried for some amount of time more and finally managed to pull on my coat. I got out the door and moved at a glacial speed and cried at everything. Pathetic but kind of funny, I guess. You get the idea--it was horrible. Actually, to some degree, it still is horrible, except for the fact that my voice sounds great with Morrissey's. I usually listen to the Smiths after I've been sick, because he sounds sympathetic and my voice is several levels deeper. I'm very worried about my job search though. I didn't do anything this week, because I couldn't. Please, job gods, I'll give you my first born... | | Friday, December 9th, 2005 | | 8:09 am |
I certainly will miss UMass for all its gratuitous snow cancellations. | | Tuesday, December 6th, 2005 | | 5:59 pm |
January 1st, I'm moving to Plymouth. | | Wednesday, November 23rd, 2005 | | 2:55 pm |
The other day I went to the burrito place just before it closed. The workers had taken the sauces out of their usual spot and poured them into buckets. The buckets weren't labeled, so some nerdy guy sidles up to this lady and I asks us, "Do you know where the sauce with the onions is? I really like the sauce with the onions. They aren't labeled, so I can't tell which one has them." The lady responds, "I don't know. I don't care. I hate everyone. My lover just left me today." The guy responds empathetically, "Oh, yeah, I understand. I just went to a Scrabble meeting, and everyone there was a really good speller." | | Saturday, November 19th, 2005 | | 11:40 am |
This week I've drank a lot. Other than experiencing an ever-present grogginess, I don't feel too badly about it. Sometimes I'm embarrassed that housemates see me drunk again, but that is the extent of the bad feelings I have about it. I'm depressed. I like there to be an ebb and flow of excitement in my life and now things are the same: OK but mostly boring. I've also been thinking about TJ a lot. He and I are trying to build a friendship, which involves talking candidly about current lovers--well, his current lovers. At first I liked it; he is more emotional and real to me now. Before he used to talk ad nauseam about books, art, and movies and likened himself to characters to increase his untouchability. Now he isn't perfect; he's still amazing but he makes mistakes and talks about personality flaws and asks for my opinion. He loves another girl. He says she is unbelievably beautiful. Gotta love the dowdy funny girl demotion. yeah, so this is why i've been drunk. Although, yesterday Sam visited; I care so much about him. I thought I heard Micah's voice downstairs. I sat up, and turned around to see Sam in the doorway. When I see him, I feel like that time when I was six and I found this 1 foot by 1 foot Lisa Frank unicorn sticker: my happiness is coupled with a mild anxiety that I'm dreaming. | | Wednesday, November 16th, 2005 | | 10:59 pm |
Tonight I applied to jobs in San Francisco and Hawaii. Tomorrow it's Haiti, Puerto Rico, and Vietnam. for shits and giggles but mostly because the mania demanded it. being bored is boring. | | Sunday, November 6th, 2005 | | 7:42 am |
Since high school, depending upon whom you are, I have lied about whether I've read Ulysses or not. I've decided to finally read it, which feels momentous and perhaps a bit overdue, since I've nodded in agreement to estimations of said book and have even given, though general and bland, commentary on a book I've never read. Now it's time to get serious and read, in addition to Ulysses, all the primary sources Joyce read and used. Because I've confessed to y'all I've got to read it, right? or do I?... Lying is whack. Telling the truth is good. | | Sunday, October 30th, 2005 | | 3:26 pm |
Last night I got really drunk and decided while listening to "Bootilicious" that I was going to write to Robert Smith and convince him that I need to join the Cure in some capacity. Then I passed out on a square of cardboard I was drawing on, woke up and realized I had forgotten my eggs that were boiling on the stove. Drinking is awesome. | | Saturday, October 15th, 2005 | | 12:21 pm |
| | Saturday, October 1st, 2005 | | 8:15 am |
It's October! My favorite month, my birthday month! In just one week, I will be on a plane to Ireland. | | Monday, September 19th, 2005 | | 2:49 pm |
what i wrote when my boss asked me for an example of a biography for our staff to present at our meet and greet. BIOGRAPHY OF Carl Linnaeus Born in the province of Småland in southern Sweden, Carl disappointed his parents by showing neither aptitude nor desire for the priesthood, but his family was somewhat consoled when Linnaeus entered the University of Lund in 1727 to study medicine. Thankfully, its medical facilities had been neglected and had fallen into disrepair, so most of Linaeus's time at school was spent collecting and studying plants, his true love. Carl also enjoys folk dancing, firing canons, and rustic activities. | | Wednesday, September 14th, 2005 | | 4:01 pm |
today
i'm so goddamn bored with everything, with work, with northampton. i'm lonely as all fuck. |
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