The weekend has passed. I slept a lot and didn’t do much. I went to the 626 Night Market. I was supposed to finish my fellowship application, but I’m getting to the point where things sound stupid and I keep going, “Someone punch me in the face and get it over with already.” Tomorrow I’m hanging out with an old friend who happens to be visiting LA for funsies and he’ll be helping me with my application because he’s good at things like that. We’re going to hike around Griffith Park and yeah we’ll see.
This week:
- Submit application so professors can upload recommendation letters
- Do better at my part-time job so I continue to have a part-time job
- Get another part-time job?
- Finalize rental agreement
- Why do I gotta tell myself to eat well and exercise and read and write every week, come on self, that’s a given.
My friend’s boyfriend has been here since last Wednesday and I’m getting tired of having to tiptoe into the room where all my things are at. I walked in on him masturbating today. It’s comical, but I’m also very over it.
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