so last week I got a call from our favorite non-profit and it seems like they are working on creating me a job. A custom made, tailored to fit Jessica job. Hell -- job, promotion. The weirdest, most awkward promotion in recent history. but still - strange. It's funny. The job hunt for me recently has really become drinking beer but getting to bed in time to try to wake up to see Ellen come on TV at 11, and now they're knocking on my door. My life is so strange. geez. Will I take it? Well I talked to my the guy who would be my boss at this hypothetical job, and he seems to really want me to me my mentor. His name is peter. He has a mustache. He articulated what he thinks my skills are pretty well, and even with a little bit of flattery, which hey, I find exciting. And I like my little non-profit, I'd especially like it if I got to do actual writing there instead of a lot of that administrative junk I was stuck with before. So sure, I'll take it, and maybe I'll even get more money.
I was sort of hoping I'd have a summer vacation to figure out the loads of other things, but I guess I'll have to do that while I'm working. I'm really frightened of not living up to my potential,or worse, not having as much potential as I thought I did. But, hey, aren't we all?
I won't stay away so long next time.

3 Comments:
Glad things are looking up!
they must be such a good company to understand how much they need you.
having a job is lame, and to be avoided if at all possible.
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