I have to get up in like 3 hours to set up the yard sale so people can come by my things. I swear I’m going to flip my shit if any of my co-workers come to work in my clothes. Just wait until I’m gone. I’ve already explained my intense connection to clothing and things and how hard it is and it wasn’t the nicest response to say that you were going to buy all my old clothes and rub it in my face.
I need to sleep. Ugh.
I really hope this guy comes through for me on giving my résumé to his Disney contacts. Then I kind of hope that they love it and will want to meet with me.
Butler has uploaded a video of my commencement address to the class of 2013, which one can’t help but notice…is longer than the 12 minutes I so confidently promised. I sort of quit working the last month and did nothing but write this speech, and I couldn’t even get the time right. (I guess I read a lot faster alone in my basement.)
SORRY!
I’d like to thank everyone who’s shared the speech, especially the Los Angeles Times, Publishers Weekly, Galleycat, and Entertainment Weekly.
If you’d prefer to read the speech, you can do so here.
I love how the guy on JG’s right pulls out something to read during the minute of silence
(Source: agentgraham, via areyoutryingtodeduceme)
#oh look #now it’s cas’ family that’s burning on the ceiling
dad’s on a hunting trip and he hasn’t been home in a couple millennia
(Source: featherycastiel, via ohheypadalecki)
An alum from my alma mater just offered to forward my resume to a contact at Disney. akdf;alksdngjasnd;g.
I know I shouldn’t be this excited or hopeful about it, but for real, it can’t hurt! Even if nothing comes from it, what a nice thing to do!
Overwhelmed.
May have lost my freelancing contract. Shit.
My project manager just emailed me. I never knew how reassuring his pestering emails were going to be until they stopped.
I feel like the heroine in a book or movie that just realized they are in love with their annoying best friend.
May have lost my freelancing contract. Shit.
I can’t sleep, although I’m exhausted from packing all day, and I am just lying here having a mini-life crisis about the fact that I’m leaving for LA in a few weeks.
