Happiness Runs

Last week I told my boss that I was considering applying for another part-time job with a nearby law office.  This morning I sleep through my shift.  My boss calls not to chew me out, but to ask me if I’m okay and let me know that she made a few calls and I’ve got the job that I haven’t even applied for yet.  I have been given the rest of the afternoon off to celebrate.  

So I’m a tad hyper.  Entertained my housemate, the lovely Maggie, a bit this evening by crazy dancing with my ipod in the living room while she was attempting to study.  This gave rise to the idea of hosting a dance party in which everyone brings their ipods and dances to whatever they want using their headphones.  So the party would really be totally silent, but everyone would be rocking out to their own beat.  And there would be crazy funky lights.  And everyone would wear all black like the Apple silhouettes.

On to the updates of post-grad life:

Well, tomorrow is seriously buckle down and apply for jobs day.  It is also laundry day, but that is slightly less important.  Nonetheless, I have decided to expand my job applications to include some Admin Assistant positions since the Legal Assistant jobs are a tad scarce and I’d rather be safe than sorry when it comes to jobs in this economy.  My resume is about to get whored out for reals.

Outside of the 12 hours per week that I currently work, I have been adventuring and lazing.  The adventuring consists of hiking twice a week, finding more cool places in Santa Barbara (found new favorite road the other day!) and going to the beach.  I have been getting quite sunburned, but I’m kinda tannish now.  As tan as I’ll get, anyway.  The lazing has consisted of a bit more Jersey Shore than I’m comfortable admitting.  :D

I recently hosted a scary movie night and a potluck/game night thing.  Both were good, but the scary movie night was a tad more successful.  It was kind of funny though because my friend Mac and I were talking about hiking at the potluck and he warned me that snakes are coming out to sunbathe this time of year.  What do I encounter the very next day?  Uhhh a rattle snake that was about 2 or 3 feet long!  Sheesh!  Luckily it was about 4 feet away from me and more interested in slithering up the hillside than getting to know me any better!  I much preferred the family of quail that bolted across the trail right in front of me the week before, those cuties!  They kind of waddled like penguins.  I may or may not have squealed in delight when I saw them.

Boy update is nonexistent.  Meh.

Apartment hunting is proving to be quite exciting, though!  I look through the Craigslist apartment posts everyday and I’m pretty sure that Hayley and I are going to be able to find a pretty cute place downtown.  Not sure if I’ve made this explicit/public yet, but I have decided to stay in Santa Barbara next year.  I thought I was ready to leave, but that was a big fat lie.  I love Santa Barbara.  Especially now that I’m out of school and I actually have time to enjoy it!  The great whether and beaches and hiking now mean more to me than ever before.  Now I just need to make sure I have the income to support a lifestyle here.  That’s where tomorrow’s job hunting comes in!  :D   Goodnight loves!

Trying to date a depressed boy is not the business.  Here’s the deal: we’ve been talking for over a month.  When we do talk, it’s really good.  When we hang out, it’s even better.  We talk kind of long term - I’ll have to find a new place in the end of June and he’s already talking about how he’s going to invade my place downtown to escape Isla Vista.  

But then he disappears and I won’t hear from him for a few days.  Or he’ll barely text me back.  I know about his history with depression because he was really upfront with me about it.  And I know he’s going through a lot with one of his best friends who tried to commit suicide.  But I’m kind of living in doubt.

I want to be really cool about everything and cheer him up and hang out with him when he’s in a good state of mind, but I don’t know how long I’ll be able to deal with all of this.  It’s getting kind of stressful, trying to guess all the time if he’s depressed or if he’s lost interest or what’s going on.  

I’m going out and doing all the things I normally would, but I am kind of emotionally waiting for him and I’m still trying to determine if it’s worth it.  I do like him a lot, but is it enough to deal with all of this?  Oy.  We’ll see.