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things that have happened since the last time i updated
- The reintroduction of Wellbutrin to my life. That is going pretty well, although I was a deeply paranoid mess for the first two weeks and spent a lot of time listening to Kid A and thinking a lizard-man was going to drown me in the bath. I also thought I was Patton Oswalt for like ten seconds, but that may be unrelated.
- An epic going-away party in which I had many drunk feelings and yelled about them. I hugged a lot of people and didn't cry that much. As parties go, it was a good one.
- A move from St. John's to Halifax. I haven't lived full-time in N.S. since 2006, and it's a major adjustment. No one here eats salt meat and they look at me funny when I say "yis." (Then again, Newfoundlanders also look at me funny when I say "yis." My Newfoundland accent leaves something to be desired. Like, for example, any resemblance to an actual Newfoundland accent.) I keep seeing people I think I recognize from high school and staring at them intently. Beginning to wonder if am giving impression of being axe-murderer.
- The end of a job I really, really liked. Working in a bank was not exciting, but it was secure and enjoyable and the people that I worked with were, by and large, very nice. (And they gave me a handbag with zombies on it on my last day, because I was apparently their pet alternabrat. So cute.) Since getting to Halifax I've applied for roughly forty jobs, got interviews for four, and was accepted for one... at Subway. "Displeased" does not quite cover my feelings on this situation, but I am still busily applying for other things, and in the meantime, it's a way to pay the bills.
Also, I get tips, which are pretty rad.
- Dal registration. I have my schedule for my first semester of library school, and I am unbearably excited even though my first class is unbearably early.
- The acquisition of a wee apartment building (with a deck!), nicknamed "The Bro's Nest."
- The acquisition of a mature white lady-cat, name of Violet. She is very affectionate in that anxious, if-I-don't-follow-you-to-the-bathroom-you-will-surely-disappear way that is so particular to shelter cats. The other pusses have adjusted, with the exception of Roman, who seems to be certain that we brought her here specifically to ruin his life. Then again, that is his response to pretty much everything.
- The acquisition of an Amy, who could not initially move down with me because our lease was not up. BUT NOW I HAVE MY CLAWS IN HER AND SHE CANNOT ESCAPE. She finds Halifax bizarre, partly because someone cat-called her the other day by yelling "you're beautiful!" And because people get shot here a lot. She is going to apply to the Funeral Direction program at NSCC, so she can learn how to chill with dead people and their friends.
- The acquisition of NOT A SINGLE FRIEND. I'm okay with it as of right now, because no one has friends when they first move, and the few people I knew in high school who I'd want to be friends with now seem to have vanished. However, if I do not have friends by the end of September I shall be quite put out.
- GAME OF THRONES WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME.
- The new season of Arrested Development, which: eh.
- An epic going-away party in which I had many drunk feelings and yelled about them. I hugged a lot of people and didn't cry that much. As parties go, it was a good one.
- A move from St. John's to Halifax. I haven't lived full-time in N.S. since 2006, and it's a major adjustment. No one here eats salt meat and they look at me funny when I say "yis." (Then again, Newfoundlanders also look at me funny when I say "yis." My Newfoundland accent leaves something to be desired. Like, for example, any resemblance to an actual Newfoundland accent.) I keep seeing people I think I recognize from high school and staring at them intently. Beginning to wonder if am giving impression of being axe-murderer.
- The end of a job I really, really liked. Working in a bank was not exciting, but it was secure and enjoyable and the people that I worked with were, by and large, very nice. (And they gave me a handbag with zombies on it on my last day, because I was apparently their pet alternabrat. So cute.) Since getting to Halifax I've applied for roughly forty jobs, got interviews for four, and was accepted for one... at Subway. "Displeased" does not quite cover my feelings on this situation, but I am still busily applying for other things, and in the meantime, it's a way to pay the bills.
Also, I get tips, which are pretty rad.
- Dal registration. I have my schedule for my first semester of library school, and I am unbearably excited even though my first class is unbearably early.
- The acquisition of a wee apartment building (with a deck!), nicknamed "The Bro's Nest."
- The acquisition of a mature white lady-cat, name of Violet. She is very affectionate in that anxious, if-I-don't-follow-you-to-the-bathroom-you-will-surely-disappear way that is so particular to shelter cats. The other pusses have adjusted, with the exception of Roman, who seems to be certain that we brought her here specifically to ruin his life. Then again, that is his response to pretty much everything.
- The acquisition of an Amy, who could not initially move down with me because our lease was not up. BUT NOW I HAVE MY CLAWS IN HER AND SHE CANNOT ESCAPE. She finds Halifax bizarre, partly because someone cat-called her the other day by yelling "you're beautiful!" And because people get shot here a lot. She is going to apply to the Funeral Direction program at NSCC, so she can learn how to chill with dead people and their friends.
- The acquisition of NOT A SINGLE FRIEND. I'm okay with it as of right now, because no one has friends when they first move, and the few people I knew in high school who I'd want to be friends with now seem to have vanished. However, if I do not have friends by the end of September I shall be quite put out.
- GAME OF THRONES WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME.
- The new season of Arrested Development, which: eh.
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First trailer from awhile back. Beware: Zayn talking to his mom might make you cry:
New footage, new trailer, including my shows-- I have a bag of that red and white confetti!
And there's yet another trailer, the full length one, coming out really soon. Like today, possibly. So, you know. You're coming.
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Big News From Here: I'm moving in a week or so- not very far, but far enough to be safely out of reach (I think). It's shabby and affordable and cat-friendly and my new roommates seem to be solid, which are all encouraging facts. Things in this house have been hellish since late April and I think the move's gonna be a huge change for the better in a few ways. Am planning an art binge- the first in years- to celebrate all this, though it'll have to wait 'til after FolkFest (which is coming up so fucking fast that I'm due for a deer-in-the-headlights moment vis à vis the practical stuff one of these days).
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Roman needs EXTRA extra scritches. Poor thing- first he had to go on a plane (NEXT TO A DOG), then he is faced with a beautiful lady-cat who looks askance at him every time he passes by. (I haven't taken my zombie handbag out on the town yet, but I am excited for it!)
Yay for moving! Tell me about your roommates! Also, will you be posting pictures once you are all moved in?
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There will be pics once I'm settled; the new room is pretty tiny, but I'm going to give it a fresh coat of paint, and it's got an east-facing window. You have no idea how much I'm looking forward to living aboveground again, darling.
Anyhow, time for me to stop procrastinating and get to work- these boxes won't pack themselves, and I need to get estimates from the movers today...
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