I'm off to that frigid city today for an interview tomorrow. They have me going the long way, through Portland. Bright side: I guess I should look at it as an extra three hours with nothing to do but study.
I'm feeling much more positive. I deep-cleaned my kithen yesterday, and having one room in my house not be a slovenly mess cheered me up enormously. It's really odd how that works, one little patch of order and cleanliness and my faith in my ability to, you know, not self-destruct, is restored. Now if only I could get my vacuum working again . . .
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I was on track - for a degree or a career or a healthy retirement fund - for my first 29 years. I decided to see what a year off track feels like. Starting December 23, 2006, this is where you can find updates on the no doubt boring adventures of Corina derailed.
About Me
- Corina
- The header says alot, but I'm a 30-year-old lawyer turned dropout who really really loves to be places other than home, wherever that happens to be at the moment. I believe rainy days are a personal affront and take umbrage when the sun is behind clouds. I love summer with an unholy passion. I watch insane amounts of television (or did until I gave up, temporarily I hope, television reception), and have given up feeling bad about it. Most of the time.
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