I am, in fact, still alive and active, despite having not posted a blog entry in weeks.
Poetry festival, work, and the still relatively new relationship have been kicking my ass (in a good way, mostly). I applied for a new job--it's a copy editting thing at a local publishing company. I felt confident last week. Less confident this week, but I should know one way or the other in a few days. It's the waiting that kills.
Other than that, surprisingly little.
Oh, and Ashley will be moving in with me in a few weeks. She's going to slowly start moving her stuff in, starting this weekend. I'm at once excited and terrified.
Poetry festival, work, and the still relatively new relationship have been kicking my ass (in a good way, mostly). I applied for a new job--it's a copy editting thing at a local publishing company. I felt confident last week. Less confident this week, but I should know one way or the other in a few days. It's the waiting that kills.
Other than that, surprisingly little.
Oh, and Ashley will be moving in with me in a few weeks. She's going to slowly start moving her stuff in, starting this weekend. I'm at once excited and terrified.