Last Monday

“Intelligence is all well and good, but if you want to unstick your eyelids first thing in the morning you need to forget everything you know.” -Sylvain Trudel, Mercury Under My Tongue

This weekend was filled alternately with too much sleep and with sleeplessness. Leaving me floating somewhere above my body today - not really knowing if I'm completely rested or just very, very tired.

This is my last week of work. Naturally, I will treat it as any other week - meaning I spend most of Monday easing in to work. I have to clean out my office soon. The hardest part about that will be resisting the urge to steal office supplies. Then, I will have to clean out my room and the rest of my house, and then I will being the long process of transplanting my life.

I really, really, really want to work at Powell's in Portland. It's a giant bookstore, and it has a couple of different locations. I applied to two really shitty positions at Powells.com sometime in the past couple of weeks. I just checked, and they have opened up a full time bookseller position at one of the stores. It pays a little over $9 an hour, which sadly isn't much less than I make now. I would be the perfect bookstore employee. How do I convey that in a cover letter? This I will have to work on today.

Something smells real funky in my office right now. I'm hoping it's the garbage that the custodial staff has not removed since the beginning of last week and not me.