me and david went to a bomb ass indian food restaurant in Chandler i think it was, anyways the food was so fucking good that i wanted to die and come back to life and go there to experience it for the first time again
I talked my way into a really small nonprofit org and I am going to run their first ever annual fund mailing in a few months. They only have 700 members and they have never asked for money before … any cash I bring in will be more than they ever have ever received before! There is no way for me to look bad here!
It’s still not a real full time fundraising job … but hell, it’s something to do. Finally. Thank god.
I have a job. I didn’t want to say last week because it was too good to be true. This week I’ve been too busy working to say - HA!
Now if I could only find a place to live with a room mate who didn’t flake at the last minute… That’s twice I’ve been burned!
Hooray, unemployment hell is over… For a few months (maybe).
Had a job interview in Calabasas today. Sweet fucking gig, totally ready to be the Blake, Adam, and Ders of that office. Fingers crossed and shit. Neeeeeeeeed to get my dick into the Valley instead of Palm Springs
In all honesty, I really don’t want to work there, however, a job is a job and they were enthusiastic enough last time to suggest that the position I applied for was beneath me, so maybe this will be good.
Since I haven’t posted a selfie in a good while we’re going to go with my most recent back when my hair was fresh and relatively root free, so a good few weeks ago probably. I haven’t exactly had the effort of the will to paint my face (unemployment blues) but I liked my eyebrows that day so here we are.