just another future song

Good idea?  Yeah?

(What if I just listened to “Shake it Out” nonstop. ILU Florence.)

I got this email from the company that I interviewed with today, asking what my availability date might be and the my top three cities I might like to live in.

(Which is probably pretty good news—I mean if they weren’t even considering me, they probably wouldn’t care what cities I might like to live in.  Unless it’s part of a really cruel rejection policy where they get postcards from all the cities I put and write SUCKS FOR YOU YOU CAN'T LIVE HERE on them all and then mail them to me, which does seem a little unreasonable if just from a cost perspective.)

But so instead of being happy, because I obviously enjoy suffering, I instead launched myself into this weird stomach-turning vertigo spiral (which emotion is pretty much on my proverbial speed-dial at this point). I have like not countenanced actually graduating, much less getting a job, etc.  Not to be all angsty but for various reasons it’s always been kind of hard for me to actually imagine, like, any sort of good future at all.  So I couldn't even choose and instead just called everyone for advice.  

(Sorry, people I called!  You were very sweet and patient and helpful.)

Spoiler: I pulled myself together enough to respond.

I decided on:

            

            1. New York

            2. San Francisco

            3. Seattle

            3b. Minneapolis

So I guess we’ll see in a few weeks.  Even if I don’t get the job, which, I mean, let’s keep our expectations realistic, it was good to kind of start thinking about that sort of thing.

Also.

Here are some entries from the “Classic Literature in One Interaction” Series that Madeline and I have going:

She's like....maybe not.

Phantom of the Opera:

PHANTOM: HEYCHRISTINEI’MYOURDAD.

CHRISTINE: Awesome!

PHANTOM: I mean…let’s have sex?

CHRISTINE: Uh…nah.

Chose this one for a reason.

The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde:

JEKYLL: I’m nice and awesome!
HYDE: JK LOLZ.

JEKYLL: Dammit.

Or more.

Pride and Prejudice:

DARCY: I’m a huge jerk!

ELIZABETH: Yeah you are.

DARCY: (leaning in and whispering) but a sexy jerk.

ELIZABETH: LET’S HAVE FIVE THOUSAND BABIES.

This is before Voldemort lost all his hair.

Wuthering Heights:

HEATHCLIFF. Man I’m a troubled youth!

CATHERINE: LALALALA LOOKITME.

HEATHCLIFF: Ohmigod I love you.

CATHERINE: Nope byeeeeeeeeee

HEATHCLIFF: Sadface. ANGRYFACE.

CATHERINE: LALALALA LOOKITME I’M A GHOST.

HEATHCLIFF: Ohmigod I love you.

OK YOU WIN EVERYTHING IS THE WORST.

All Cormac McCarthy:

CORMAC: Everything is terrible forever but at least I have this thesaurus.