Things other than rocking freaking music at Coachella:
I did not get the job. I am pissed. Sorta. Now I'm just sure that I don't want to stay at USC, between this (it has handled quite poorly, insultingly actually) and my best friend here accepting another job this week.
No knee surgery, just physical therapy. Still going to need surgery eventually, but years down the road instead of months (as I thought). Once I get into therapy I'll know more, but most likely I'm not going to be able to go back to soccer. I have a problem with softening of the cartilage in my knees and it's not reversible and as I understand it soccer would only speed up the problem there.
I would also bitch about not having a social life and staying in on average 7 days a week (with Coachella the glaring exception to the last month or so). But thats a good thing. I can't afford to go anywhere.
Yes I jobhunt lots and not much else.
Kill me?
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I believe you already owe me a killing. And here you are, going around asking for one for yourself.
Tsk, tsk. So greedy!
If I haven't proven that I have multiple lives in the past I find this to be a great opportunity to do so.
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