Brain frazzled. Using free wireless in supermarket.
Started classes last week. Taking three. Two on the same day: noir and experimental fiction. Three hour break between. Polar opposites. Noir is pretty conventional. Nuts and bolts-y. Experimental is like whoa.
Also doing a class where I'm supposed to volunteer to teach writing in the community. Might be a library or a mental health place or something. Will be nice to get teaching experience. The reason why I was turned down by the college's writing center for a position. Was bummed. Figured going to college is about getting the opportunity to gain experience without first having the experience. The old catch 22. But I guess only to a small extent.
Still looking for work. Have only done so on campus for work study stuff. Did five interviews. Turned down by all. Tired of interviews. Driving me insane.
Now I need to start looking for off-campus employment. Whole Foods or some shit.
Finished editing another novelette today.
Figured out the Yerba Mate on campus gives me terrible gas, unlike the store-bought kind.
Think I want a smoothie.
Crazy busy last week. This week, not so much. Not at all since I only go to school two days a week.
Next week, two of my classes fall on memorial day, so it's like a one week vacation except for one class. Too bad it isn't more middle of the semester.
Going to bizarro con in October, Portland. Will sleep on a floor.
Got first bad review of It Came from Below the Belt on Amazon. Surprised it didn't happen earlier. Wonder why the person bought it. Assume the synopsis or look inside feature would have been a major turn off.
Gonna go back and space this out so it's easier to read.