ONE MORE WEEK

I got a courtesy phone call today informing me of two things:

1. it will be another week before any decisions are made.
2. they are tying the job in with a coaching position.

When reading between these lines, I can only conclude two things:

1. I won't be getting the job.
2. I won't be getting the job.

So, therefore, i will now focus on being where I am for another year. What do I need to do to survive? Jason has put up a sign-up sheet for a class for future editors, and several were at deadline night last night. I can attend this class and learn along with them. I can be optimistic. I can talk to the English teachers and get names of kids who could step in and write and do computer stuff.

Plus, I have Jared all summer. He's my ace in the hole, or whatever the fuck that phrase is.

I must do what that boy said before, "Learn."

Clear my head, get off some of the brain drugs, try to strike this balance called life.