Photography, cooking, reading, writing, editing. All of these are things that I do.
I still don't have a job. The process of trying to find one is wracking my nerves, but not as badly as the idea of starting school again with absolutely no money.
In the meantime, I've been entertaining myself other ways. I forgot how much work writing really is. I've got a few new short stories, one half assed but not too bad poem under my belt, and I've started a novel. Yes, a novel. I don't know where its going to end up, but I'm excited to find out. I've got a few really interesting characters and a plot with some real potential.
I keep sitting down and trying my damnedest to focus on this manual for the new photo editing software my brother got me, but I keep flaking out. I guess its what I'm putting off doing instead of homework this summer.
I've been recruited to make dinner for 14 people for my sister's graduation party on Saturday because my mom decided last minute that going to a restaurant would be too expensive for everyone. I don't even like that sister. She and I aren't on speaking terms. But I've been so bored and aimless recently that I took the job. It will involve some heavy house cleaning as well, which I guess I can handle this week. I'm thinking of making this amazing vegetarian casserole that my cousin brings to holidays, several dozen pounds of fresh salmon cooked with butter, chives and lemon, a huge caesar salad, 4 loaves of garlic bread, and maybe another side dish. Possibly even just real, garlicky mashed potatoes. All easy to make in huge quantities and without toooo much prep work.
Tomorrow I meet Grant's cousin who has a new baby and his grandmother.
Friday I meet his father and hang out with his brother and brother's gf.
Wednesday and Thursday I guess I clean the house, grocery shop, and plan.
This is shaping up to be a much more interesting week than I had originally thought it would be.
I still don't have a job. The process of trying to find one is wracking my nerves, but not as badly as the idea of starting school again with absolutely no money.
In the meantime, I've been entertaining myself other ways. I forgot how much work writing really is. I've got a few new short stories, one half assed but not too bad poem under my belt, and I've started a novel. Yes, a novel. I don't know where its going to end up, but I'm excited to find out. I've got a few really interesting characters and a plot with some real potential.
I keep sitting down and trying my damnedest to focus on this manual for the new photo editing software my brother got me, but I keep flaking out. I guess its what I'm putting off doing instead of homework this summer.
I've been recruited to make dinner for 14 people for my sister's graduation party on Saturday because my mom decided last minute that going to a restaurant would be too expensive for everyone. I don't even like that sister. She and I aren't on speaking terms. But I've been so bored and aimless recently that I took the job. It will involve some heavy house cleaning as well, which I guess I can handle this week. I'm thinking of making this amazing vegetarian casserole that my cousin brings to holidays, several dozen pounds of fresh salmon cooked with butter, chives and lemon, a huge caesar salad, 4 loaves of garlic bread, and maybe another side dish. Possibly even just real, garlicky mashed potatoes. All easy to make in huge quantities and without toooo much prep work.
Tomorrow I meet Grant's cousin who has a new baby and his grandmother.
Friday I meet his father and hang out with his brother and brother's gf.
Wednesday and Thursday I guess I clean the house, grocery shop, and plan.
This is shaping up to be a much more interesting week than I had originally thought it would be.