Bad news: I didn't really get the job. I apparently misinterpreted whatever my temp employment agent told me last Friday when he said there was an opening. Of course, I only found that out after I made the drive to South St. Paul and acquainted myself with some of the folks in the mail room.
Good news: Now I'm not tied down to a mere two-week job, with further confusion as to what to do when it ends in January. [My goal is having something that lasts at least a few months.]
Bad news: I'm 1,000-something dollars poorer.
Good news: I can actually spend the 25th in Chicago.
Bad news: It might mean I have to move to Chicago pretty soon.
Good news: It might mean I have to move to Chicago pretty soon.
More good news: I can take the winter off, study for and take the GRE, and look at returning to Minnesota in the spring sometime.
Now, for the "plus" (although you should know, the definition that I'm invoking for "plus" is "in addition to", and not "a benefit", nor "a cause for happiness") ... I helped Erik, my roommate for the past year-and-a-third, essentially move out. He'd been gone for the vast majority of the last four months, but it was only the last couple days in which he officially moved out. I'll miss the guy. We have our differences, and we have our similarities; but it was nice to just hang out with him and his dad for the last couple of days, and I know they were grateful to have me around to help them out. For now, though, my space looks like a whole bunch of empty. We'll see how long that lasts.
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