thanks mrs. miranda…

a big, big, huge shout-out to mrs. miranda who is babysitting shadow until i get housing. joaquin and his mom don’t live far — seven houses down — which is awesome. i can now visit my cat and make sure she’s okay.

i applied to one job so far — an editing/advertising position. i’m the perfect candidate, i wrote on the cover letter. i haven’t heard back from them. maybe, i came on too strong.

i’ve been feeling a bit down lately. today, i put money on the raptors and the hornets. both of them didn’t cover spread. the raptors lost to a grizzlies team that got creamed in their last game. i felt so frustrated because the other teams had an easy time — i think most of the other favorites covered.

i just feel like a loser these days. i’ve been looking for a job, but most of them are pretty specialized. not many are hiring writers. jeff’s been trying to talk me back into going to korea, but i’m not ready to give up yet. starting tomorrow, i’m going to stop burning through so much cash. i’m going to hunker down and get serious about finding my own place and job that will let me go to school in the daytime.

most of my shipped boxes came home. today, i got two, and one each on the two days previous. i had so much stuff while i was in korea. i got my josticks today and beat will in street fighter 4. he didn’t believe me when i told him i was a legend in korea. actually, i wasn’t, but i whooped on him pretty good today.

here’s to hoping things get better. i know i’m not in the worst of situations. maybe, it’s cos i miss justine. i just need to know that my life is going somewhere, and i want to know where it’s going. i’m just not very patient.