Another suitcase in another hall.
The general consensus says Washington, D.C. has options and possibilities for me. I have friends there from the way old BCR days, before Andrea Irvin, even before Dave Galich if you can believe that, who are passing my resume around and have offered up their couch in exchange for lemon bars (I was famous for those before cookies and brownies). A buddy from my fraternity is seriously considering moving out with me, which would be awesome beyond all awesomeness. Mom casually mentioned that they could loan me some money to go out there and get a job, but I’m characteristically reluctant to take that big a risk without something more definite waiting on the other end. So for now I’m back to the job hunt, but more focused than I was in Rounds 1-3.
Call in three months time and I’ll be fine, I know. I’ll survive anyhow.
# posted by Mike @ 10:51 PM
