10:20 pm - Wherein our heroine whines again.
This weekend's goal: Rip apart whole apartment. Make four piles: goes on craigslist, goes to Myopic Books, goes to Brown Elephant, just plain goes. Maybe five piles- has anyone ever had any luck with Crossroads Trading Company? I've been jumping over piles of clutter for far too long.
Plus, this way I'll have less stuff to move around when I get evicted for non-payment of my rent.
No, seriously, it's the same old problem. If I do get the job for which I interviewed yesterday, it will still be, oh, three weeks or so before I see a paycheck. And, since I haven't gotten the last 4000 jobs for which I interviewed, including two waitress jobs last week, I'm not optimistic. (Why do the restaurant owners love me on the phone, but not in person?) There's a city (or is it county?) agency that will pay your rent for you for just one month, but- and here's the paradox of the thing- they will only do it if you have a job. So, if I get the job, then I call these people, and they agree to pay my July rent for me, but did I mention that it takes four weeks for that payment to take place? So, by then, I'd have a paycheck. And if I don't get the job? Then the unthinkable must happen. I must go beg my parents for $660, in addition to the nearly $10,000 (yes, really) that I've borrowed from them in the past year.
How- HOW- did I get to this point?!?
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