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Sit down. You’re sitting? I HAVE A JOB. The really really awesome job that I hoped I would get. *men cheer, women faint, children wave small multicolored flags* My happiness (and relief) knows no bounds! Well, a few bounds. It’s still work. (And it’s a three-month contract job, but it *could* become permanent after that. I plan on charming them all and being so disgustingly efficient that they’ll wonder how they ever survived without me.) BUT it sounds like interesting work, and it just so happens to pay twice what I was earning in Florida, so I’m pretty keen on starting Monday.

Today I went apartment-hunting with my very wise mother, and I found the most perfect apartment in the world (or certainly in Cary). It’s huge (compared to my Florida place), with a vaulted ceiling and a three-season room and a kitchen far bigger than postage stamp. Actually, I don’t need all that space; I’m going to be rattling around in it a bit. Also, it’s in the middle of a nicely wooded area, with hiking trails and a smashing fitness center and two pools and a gorgeous laundry room. (You laugh, but laundry rooms are important, yo. The dryers didn’t work at all at my place in Florida, which was on occasion problematic, as you might imagine. I festooned my apartment with wet clothes once a week, trés chic.) Anyway, the place is fabulous, I get to move in on Tuesday, and I’m paying $260 per month less than I was for my matchbox studio in Florida, in spite of a slightly raised rate here because I got a three month lease. I CAN BUY ACTUAL FOOD, GUYS. Or I can after my first payday, anyway. It’ll be lovely not to worry quite so much (though I plan on knocking out as much debt as possible with my new-found funds).

Oh, also, this is hilarious and also job-related: whilst filling out the forms for my nifty new domicile, my new workplace called to ask how I felt about going on a business trip to San Diego during my second week of work. The company produces training materials for pharmaceutical companies, and twice a year there’s a big shindig where they update material and stuff, so our company sends quite a few folk, including yours truly. Big stuff! And not as shady as it possibly sounds, I promise.

In other news, the internet happened:
“Bone of Song” by Josh Ritter. Turn up the volume, it is very worth it.
RISE, MY ARMY. This cracks me up so much.
Staircases.
If you’re going to get stuck in the Newark airport, it should be with this guy.

Still no job. BUT. This could change at any moment! I’m still waiting to hear more on a particularly nice-sounding position, so keep crossing those toes. Instead of gainful employment, I engaged in a vigorously lazy bout of tv-watching, reading, running, and hanging out with friends. Could get used to this. Except for the bills that still need paying, whether I am employed or not.

Brace yourselves; there be many links.

I’m back in the world! If by “the world” you mean “within the borders of North Carolina,” and I don’t necessarily subscribe to that definition myself. But, it is good (if very weird) to be back. Living at home is strange after being on my own, but I had a pretty rockin’ job interview last week, so if that works out I’ll be moving to a Raleigh apartment imminently. We shall see…

In the meantime, I’ve already crammed about a jillion good times into a very tiny space. On Tuesday, after my interview, I visited some friends in Raleigh and managed to lock my keys in my car for the very first (and last, I hope) time. But there’s no better place to be stuck than with friends, so that was actually quite fun. Then on Thursday I was at the same friends’ place for an awesome party, which mainly consisted of playing word games, drinking hot chocolate and wassail, and having a lovely time in general. Then on Saturday I went to the wedding of a good friend. Reunions all around!

A fantastic song called “Daylight.” Matt and Kim, where have you been all my life?
Art by Melissa Haslam.
Read this post by Danielle on changing the world, and then change the world.
This completely blew my mind. Leonard Nimoy played Sherlock Holmes?? It’s like the collision of the two ideal men! SO COOL.
This guy is insane, or possibly my hero.

Oh, so I finally finished Atlas Shrugged a while back and forgot to mention it. I found it very interesting, though EXTREMELY preachy. I think Ayn Rand could have been a great writer of fiction if she would have stepped off of her soapbox occasionally; her characters are intriguing, and she paints their interactions in rather novel ways. Her ideas are unique and merit some thought, but I realized I was kind of going, “Oh yeah, ok,” for some things, and then thinking, “Wait, I actually don’t believe that at all.” She has a habit of beating you into agreeing by sheer volume of words, but if carried to their logical conclusion, her ideas become a bit terrifying. Still, I recommend it, if one is very solid in one’s convictions on such matters.

In other news, I went to the movies! Shock and amazement. My family and I went to see The Blind Side, and it was actually pretty great. I’m not a big sports movie fan, but this movie didn’t limit itself to the sports sphere, and it was nice that the whole family could watch and enjoy it. My mom’s not fond of scifi or fantasy or, in fact, any of the types of movies I enjoy, so normally one of us is displeased during movie nights, but this worked quite well!

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