The Indy 500

...had an anticlimactic end.

I think I might quit my job. Speaking of anticlimaxes. But this is very costly insurance I'm paying against the possibility that I won't find something better.

come meet your life

[Right now I am culling real estate broker contact information from a pile of property advertisements in order to send those brokers unsolicited business propositions, that is, spam. I am a spammer. True, it is a small-time operation. But I'm an ambitious girl.]

That is my real time report. What is really going on? Today is the last day of my internship at AFS. The things that are on my mind are Fanny and Alexander, which I am in the middle of watching, the judicial filibuster fight in Congress, and you.

I am in the process of reopening myself, in little incremental steps. Right now I just have my eyes on those steps, not in the actual feeling of change. And I can't see very far ahead of me. I am very, very awkward at life right now.