грустно дело в том , что если бы она интересовалась сексом , то мы были бы хорошой парой 

hey! she texted! I may have a social life in town after all!

Also, assuming everything is going according to plan at the office, I'll start work on February 21st. My life is finally turning around.

Which is great, potomu chto u Mal'vini est' novii paren. Well, not novii potomu chto ona zanimalas' seksom with him for months. It's a nastoreniye kak betrayal or like I should have known better all along... Maybe I did, potomu chto ya staralsya to not get too attached. Po moemu ona znaet eto.  I don't know.

But I'm hopeful for the next few months. There are cute girls at work and if I'm not staying forever I might as well shit where I eat, right?

Puteshestvie dva

I'm back from New Hampshire, but I haven't really yet had the energy or focus to write. I did a little bit of writing while I was on the road ( more to come! ) but not much since then. I wish I had recorded voice memos or something. Maybe I should get a digital audio recorder. Anyway, this is just to procrastinate on writing up my summer and let you guys know I'm here alive and well and all. 

UPDATE: I have about 1,400 words and I feel like I haven't even scratched the surface of the narrative yet. On the one hand--holy fuck I have a lot left to write. On the other hand, the longer it takes me to get to the end, the more time I have to bullshit myself about its conclusions. 

ugh. I had that dream about Lady Gaga again....

Caaaamp.

well, pending my interview at 2:00 on wednesday, it looks like I'll be going back to my job as a summer camp counselor this summer. 

Part of me feels a little nervous, but for the most part I'm pretty excited by the thought of going back. Hopefully I'll lose the weight I've been trying to lose, be less of a shit-head socially this year. Also, there are lots and lots of cute girls who work there, and last time I just couldn't get it going with any of them. Maybe this time.  Also it'll give me some time to think about what I'm doing with my life for the next year or two. 

'Cause really, my life right now? Fuck this--I'm going to New Hampshire.