Alright. So. Let's see...
I had my interview at the hospital for the laundry gig yesterday. It was a short affair; she showed me the work area, let me meet with the girls that were on shift at the time, and told me about the job. She told me she's going to coordinate a time for all the members of the laundry staff to meet me and do a second interview.
I also had a call back today from the manager at the convenience store in town. I put the application in last night and got a call back today; it gives me me some hope that I'll get this job. I've done this type of stuff before so I know it won't be hard. The pay is $8/hour; not sure on the hours, but I can assume it's similar to the shifts at Super America. Here's to hoping I can get a hold of the lady tomorrow, get an interview and get the job. In all honesty, I'd prefer this one to the other.
After my interview on Monday we went to L's little sister's band concert. It was short and cute; reminded me of my middle/high school days. As we were leaving and going to get in the truck, I slipped on a patch of ice, tripped on the curb, and went tumbling. At the time, it didn't seem like much, just a little sore and a twisted ankle. But this morning... My entire right arm is throbbing, I can't lift it very high, and using it for pretty much anything hurts. =/ In addition, on Friday when we dyed my hair, I took a pretty bad fall in the shower. Well... out of the shower is more accurate. I lost my footing, went flying, tried to right myself, fell out of the tub (taking the curtain and rod along with me), and slammed my head into the wall as I landed on the floor, naked, wet, and sprawled out on a shower curtain. Gave L a pretty bad scare. My vision was blurry until the next morning and I had a pretty bad headache up until last night. I really need to learn some grace...
And for the last topic... As I mentioned before, I found this guy, N, who is really awesome. Well we've been making a habit of crossing that obscure, wavy line. We RPed last night and it was the first romantic, sexual scene we've had. The RP itself was really great; we both thoroughly enjoyed it. However... I had a great deal of emotions overcome me afterwards and I came straight out and told him how much I liked him and how I wished he wasn't involved with someone who didn't appreciate him. Needless to say... It ended poorly. I cried, he got upset because I was upset, there was a lot of awkwardness, and then we both just went to bed. This was what he wrote me this morning when I woke up:
"I just... I don't know what to say. It's really great that we have so much in common, and I wonder what life might be like with different circumstances. Yet, I'm not currently single, and even I was, I think I'm much too dependent on physical touch and closeness (not to mention being kind of jealous) for anything long distance to possibly work. I understand you're saddened by the situation, but I don't really know what I can do to help. I feel like I'm in a position with no possible positive outcomes. I like you a lot, and I feel terrible making you upset."
So yeah... That's how that went down. We agreed to just put it behind us and move on with our lives as per normal. We still plan on talking and RPing and flirting, but... I've resolved to just not bring it up anymore... He's incredibly unhappy with life right now and the three main factors are his career, his relationship, and his place of living. I couldn't fix his career problems... but he could move with me, to Madison. That would solve two of the three...
Who the fuck am I kidding? I am such a hopeless romantic it's not even funny. I'm not even sure why I entertain those thoughts... but I need to get a grip and put a stop to it. Like fo' srs.
Wynter.
Wutr u doin?
Wynter.
Stahp.
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