moving on

feeling somewhat more normal today, thanks to cin and emily and thomas and sarah...and all the dancers, really. a little miffed still, at the situation and all, but moving on. need to find a job not in san francisco, though, 'cause if i live at home, it's gonna be bad. definitely looking all over...even in san diego, 'cause maybe it would be fun to stay here and be part of the nationals team next year. we'll see.

on a vaguely related note, while i generally hate the whole, "whose turn is it to call?" thing, i'm kinda tired of calling people who never actually call me. and yes, it's childish and immature and passive-aggressive and all that, but that's kinda how i'm feeling right now. i'm sure i'll get over it soon, but for now, that's where i'm at.