Ew. I had a job interview today. 
I was nervous and may not have made the cut. And if I didn't, I will need to hurry up and look for a new place to stay since I won't be able to stay at this one in a couple of months. The chick giving the interview was someone I worked with before who always flirted with me and later came out as bi, so maybe she might hire me on beefcake factor...
They asked me hard questions such as "What is your overall philosophy on humanity" and "How do you think this position serves society?" FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, IT IS A HOSTESSING JOB AT A HOSTEL, ALL I HAVE TO DO IS ANSWER PHONES AND GIVE PEOPLE SOAP! I AM NOT GOING TO BE THE NEXT SOCRATES!
I doubt this is the divine will of God.
For some reason, i'm in a bad mood today. Not sure why. I think I'm sometimes lonely here in SF and wish Grrlhavoc was nearer. I am seeing her in 2 weeks and that'll rule. I get jealous of all the happy shiny granola women lovers at the war protests and on Valencia.
And i'm still struggling to fit in with the dykes around here. The way I KNOW this is totally the apocalypse is because the dykes on campus are being nice to me and noticing me now. I try to be nice back but am still a little standoffish because it's hard to be nice to people who have ignored you for 2 years.
I was out before any of them.
Now, they have all had girlfriends for a year or longer. Little wives.
I don't think it's fair. This city just makes me lonely sometimes. Sleeping in bed alone for the 24509874357th day in a row is tantamount to spending another night in hell under Cerberus' paw.
I was nervous and may not have made the cut. And if I didn't, I will need to hurry up and look for a new place to stay since I won't be able to stay at this one in a couple of months. The chick giving the interview was someone I worked with before who always flirted with me and later came out as bi, so maybe she might hire me on beefcake factor...
They asked me hard questions such as "What is your overall philosophy on humanity" and "How do you think this position serves society?" FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, IT IS A HOSTESSING JOB AT A HOSTEL, ALL I HAVE TO DO IS ANSWER PHONES AND GIVE PEOPLE SOAP! I AM NOT GOING TO BE THE NEXT SOCRATES!
I doubt this is the divine will of God.
For some reason, i'm in a bad mood today. Not sure why. I think I'm sometimes lonely here in SF and wish Grrlhavoc was nearer. I am seeing her in 2 weeks and that'll rule. I get jealous of all the happy shiny granola women lovers at the war protests and on Valencia.
And i'm still struggling to fit in with the dykes around here. The way I KNOW this is totally the apocalypse is because the dykes on campus are being nice to me and noticing me now. I try to be nice back but am still a little standoffish because it's hard to be nice to people who have ignored you for 2 years.
I was out before any of them.
Now, they have all had girlfriends for a year or longer. Little wives.
I don't think it's fair. This city just makes me lonely sometimes. Sleeping in bed alone for the 24509874357th day in a row is tantamount to spending another night in hell under Cerberus' paw.
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I wish I was in Texas when you were! however I will be in London, of all places, during those dates. I am getting back in time, perhaps, for the prom, so I might try to make it out to SF again, but not sure. one way or another we'll hang out again.
and besides...methinks I wouldn't want to disturb you while you are in Texas. I imagine you will be busy...with...scissors and such.
yeh the hostels are kinda still thinking that people go there to foster international community and whirled peas when all they want is a cheap place to sleep. I like the hostel mission, but most people who stay there couldn't care less. youmight actually find it easier to work at a regular hotel. not as many interesting people though.
and if ANYONE can get hired on beefcake factor, it's you. woot!
I understand. at least you haven't been sleeping alone...on a bus!
but at least tonight I sleep alone in a bed.
you shouldn't have to struggle to fit into the local dyke cliche...er I mean clique. if they were smart they would be struggling to fit into....er...with you. that's never gonna come out right.
*HUGZARAMA!*
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