I went up to DC Monday for my job interview with National History Day. After a six hour interview, I got the job. I am now the IT Manager of National History Day. And it's not just a day, it's an experience. There's a lot going on under the hood that's incredibly exciting and I really can't wait to be a part of this dynamic team and get the web2.0 party started.

The kicker is I was asked to start February 15th. So, sometime before the 15th, I'll be moving up to the College Park/Greenbelt area of Maryland with my bed and my books and my laptop and hoping there's a relatively affordable apartment with an east-facing bedroom with large windows that I can move into and get started working for a non-profit that's partially government-funded.

I am still completely in shock. Whoa nelly!

So this Monday, I fly up to DC for my job interview. Word has it around the water cooler that I'm probably going to get the job, but I can't help but be miserably nervous about the whole situation. If I get this job, it'll be the first time I'll be living on my own with no support system under me, which has got me really nervous ab;alsdfjasdflasdfj.Anyway, so I got me a boss business suit with a retro pencil skirt and heels and a portfolio with sweet work in it.

I'm also working on a blog/twitter/tumblr (http://article29haiti.tumblr.com/) for a local group who's doing Haitian relief effort -- they're all from UNC-Asheville and are working really hard to help those who're orphaned and/or too weak to be able to help themselves procure food and water and the basic essentials; from the e-mails we're starting to get in, looting and violence is already running rampant in the streets of Port-au-Prince, and all of the money and food that's being distributed in Haiti is being taken by gangs and greedyassmotherfuckers leaving the majority of the people high and dry without anything, and it's only going to get worse.

We're setting up ways to donate money directly to the Haitians, bypassing all of the bloated organizations such as the Red Cross. It's exciting, but horrifying at the same time.


oh hay look, a diploma

I'm being flown up to Washington, DC for a job interview in the next two weeks. I'm excited, and incredibly nervous. Ridiculously nervous. I need this job, it's pretty much perfect for what I want to be doing for the next few years, and the networking opportunities are phenomenal.

Wish me luck.

Do you know where your Santas come from?



Here's a care & handling guide for your Santa.

I just got the htc droid eris, instead of the Motorola droid. I don't know if I got fucked or not.

I graduated from college on Saturday.

OH MY GOD I GRADUATE FROM COLLEGE IN 8 DAYS I CAN'T EVEN OH MY GOD OH MY GOD SWOOT BOBO JEUS HOLD MY PEARLS I AM GONNA THROW UP I AM SO EXCITE

I FEEL A LITTLE LIKE THIS


AND A LITTLE LIKE THIS


AND SORTA LIKE THIS


FUCK YEAH I'MMA DO THE ROBOT


OH GOD YEAH, A DIPLOMA


GODDAMN YEAH FISTBUMP THAT SHIT

I spent my thanksgiving break in west Texas. You can see some evidence of that here

I'm back to freaking out about school and thinking I'll never graduate again. Bawwwwwwww!



I was going to write a bit more, but it's gone now. Let's start a discussion! Ask me some junk y'all. Let's make this interactive!

The older I get, the idea of being domestic becomes more like a fetish, and less like a concept of wholesome living.

I am afraid that at the breakneck pace that Blueberry operates at, when I get back from Texas in 3 weeks everything will be too different for me to comprehend and understand, and I'll be left in the dust.

I guess I'll have to go back to cultivating a real life again.

Boo. Missing you already and you're not even gone, how's that for melodrama.

To the person who:

• pulled my phone number off the Whois on my website and is continually harassing me by phone and text since 1:04PM this afternoon
• tried to get into my AIM account

THIS ISN'T COMMUNIST RUSSIA, THIS IS THE GODDAMN USA. I WILL STAN WHOEVER THE FUCK I PLEASE.
ADDITIONALLY, I WILL FUCKING CURBSTOMP YOUR ASS IF I FIND OUT WHO YOU ARE.

Thank you, and go die in a fire now.

Thank you, I think I will.

My life now revolves around making cock therapy jokes.

Eli Roth, you have ruined me.

I'm having a slight academic crisis and I'm going to vent so if you don't want to read it you don't have to, but some advice and input might be nice, kind readers, all two of you.

If I'm correct, I'm finally graduating with a B.A. in Multimedia Arts & Sciences in December of this year. After that, I've got some wide open plans that leave me with a sense of complete panic.

The plan that seems most logical and has parental support would be to go to graduate school and pick up a graduate degree in something. This sounds like a good idea, despite my wretched GPA, but my interests are far and wide, and despite my intense thinking on the subject for the past 6 months, I cannot decide what I want to narrow my field of study into. It has gone from Art Restoration to Art Curatorship, to Museum Studies to Library Science, to a degree in Visual and Media Anthropology. Looking at the requirements and standards of education for any of the degrees is a bit daunting, and I'm already getting a small suspicion that I'm not graduate school material.

While I've been told time and time again that jumping into graduate school immediately after having completed your undergrad is a pretty terrible idea, it's a way for me to avoid the "real world" for at least two more years, and I like the sound of that.

But we've looped back to the "I have no idea what I want to study" line.

My next option that I've been kicking around for a few weeks now is to just drop everything when I graduate in December and high-tail it to New Zealand on a 6-month Holiday Work Visa, and work on apple orchards and vineyards, and extend my Visa while I'm out there another 6 months to round out my stay to a year. While I'm out in New Zealand, I would get a year-long Holiday Work Visa for Australia, and once I'm done in the great green wilds of NZ, I would go to Oz and work for a year, and while there, extend my visa for another whole year. Perhaps in my 3 years abroad I would be able to figure something out, and go from there.

Blagh.

I am in the lab working on learning some Processing and I feel mostly like crap and I'm listening to really droney space music which is adding to the disconnected sensation I'm feeling all over.

It would be nice to curl up in a warm cloud somewhere in another plane and be sung to sleep by the universe.

(int)(random(x));

Example as to why I'd like Universal Healthcare, or affordable healthcare, or something better than catastrophic insurance or nothing at all:

To get a refill on generic Adderall (for basic everyday function) and a mild generic antibiotic (I get chronic UTI's like whoa, and my acne is incredibly painful) it cost me around $150 today. That is about half my rent, and I don't have a job right now. This is on top of the $76 I had to pay to see my doctor so I could go "hey I need a refill thx".

So Mr. Doctor Mans, I will not be coming in next month for a blood panel to see if my liver is functioning correctly. I figure the alcohol keeps it greased and working.

Jesus Christ.

As far as things go, it is all pretty okay.

hi.

D'aww I feel so full of love. And sushi. And sake. <3!
In other news, I leave for Washington D.C. Friday morning at 4AM. I will be up in D.C. until July 4.

I have been doing a lot of things! But no time to post them now.

I love you guys!