Just go forward in all of your beliefs

Interview went well. I should know in a week or so if I got the job or not--they have 1-2 more interviews this week.

Those Left Behind is seriously making me pull my hair out. I can't seem to write more than 100 words before I just get...stuck? I'm not really stuck, but John and Sherlock want to angst and I can't get them to say what they need to say before they see Mycroft. I'm tempted to skip ahead and write their conversations with Mycroft and write the aftermath of that conversation and the epilogue. Perhaps that's what I'll do and then I can get past that hump of the morning-after-I-learned-you-were-alive and we-had-a-serious-emotional-and-emotionally-draining-conversation-last-night angst that I'm stuck on now.

We got a new kitten! We're up to four now--no more. She's two months old and all black. Her name is Kira--she's so tiny! Stryker, Ali, and Zoe are slowly warming up to her--Zoe is more mad at Matt and I than the new kitten.

I can't cook. I hate to cook. My husband, Matt, is a chef and hates having to cook all day and then come home and cook, and I totally get that. So I tried to make spaghetti and sausage tonight. The spaghetti and sausage part was great, but the olive oil and garlic sauce, not so much. It didn't have a lot of flavor, and didn't really do much for the pasta. I just always feel bad when I cook and it turns out to be not very good (but edible--I can at least say that even if it's not very good, I've never cooked something that was inedible) when I know Matt's hungry and could've made a fantastic dinner in his sleep. But he's tired when he comes home, and since I only teach two days a week, I feel like I should cook at least once in a while for him. At least he always eats what I make and doesn't complain, lol.

The semester's winding down (thank God)--I have four more classes to teach (well, more like supervise since they're doing presentations) and some grading to do and I'm done! The classes I'm taking are almost over too--I only have one more paper (5 pages--easy peasy), a project and its write up (slightly more time consuming), and a final something for my IT class. I'm waiting to hear if I got a loan for the summer so I can take classes, but if not, then I won't worry about it.

I need to apply for some summer jobs since I don't get paid over the summer. As much as I hate retail, it's my only option in this town. Hopefully I can get a job--I know a lot of places are hiring because a lot of people leave for the summer (I live in a college town), but at the same time, a lot of retail places won't hire someone with a Master's. Since I really only want it for the summer (and possibly part time in the fall), maybe I stand a better chance.

I'm thinking of getting another tattoo, and so is Matt. I'm thinking of the design from the Doctor's fob watch on my other thigh. Matt wants to get this Time Lord seal complete with the neon-y effect. I really like that one, too. *ponders*

I cannot WAIT for s6 of Doctor Who! I've kept myself spoiler free for the first time in a looong time, so I'm really super excited. It premieres on Matt's birthday, and I told him that the premiere was the best birthday present ever. He seemed not to see it that way. :) He loves the show, though. His favorite companion is Amy, and he loves 10 and 11 like I do.

Zoe (see avatar) loves her leash and harness. I've been taking her out on it for short walks in the grass in front of our apartment. I'm trying to teach her to walk with me on the leash--she walks, but she won't follow me; instead, she goes where she wants. Typical cat.

I have about 400 words of part vii of Those Left Behind written, and I have the outline for the rest of the story hammered out. I'm thinking there will be about 3, possibly 4, parts left depending on how long each part ends up getting. I should have part vii up by Sunday.

Having two of your three best friends not be in the same state anymore sucks. Beth's lived in Boston for almost three years now (god, how time's flown) and Karen, who I saw every single day for two years and is really like a sister to me is gone to Oklahoma. I've gotten used to Beth not being here and she and I talk at least once a month for hours. I just got to talk to Karen for the first time since she moved and now I'm sitting here crying because it just hit me that I won't get to see her until Christmas. It feels so weird not being able to sit in our office and gossip and talk about books until we turn blue. I really really miss her, and it was so hard for both us to talk because I don't think either of us realized how hard it was going to be until she was gone. I miss my buddy. :'(

But in some good news, I do have a job. I will likely be teaching a developmental writing class this fall. The pay's crap, but it's teaching and it's money. And hopefully someone out there will take pity on me and hire me for a full time job.

I think I'll apply to Oklahoma State next year. Karen said I'd love it there, and I'm sure I would. If I can scrape together the money, I would love to go visit her sometime and see the campus for myself.