Red, White and... Robin Eggs Blue?

Tomorrow me and Angie have a day off. Tomorrow is also the inguration of Barack Obama, and not to pull out any cards or anything...but we are going to celebrate like it is 1999. We planned to just go to lunch tomorrow, but then we realized that we both wanted to see the inauguration and would have to postpone lunch until after he became president. So it made perfect sense to just watch the inauguration together and then get lunch after it was over. Of course this spiraled into watching the inauguration with snacks as if we are going to watch the Superbowl or something. But whatever I'm up for it.

I've been in the mood for cupcakes lately so I agreed to make patriotic ones. Needless to say I'm not too experience with red and blue dye.. the red is more like a rosey pink, while the blue is...not so blue. Maybe sky blue. or light blue. But bold and the proud blue it is not. Whatever they taste good, and that is all that matters.

As Monday comes to a close and I have yet to hear from hot Lenny Kravitz look-a-like, I can only assume I did not get this internship. Bummer. I knew this was pretty much a long shot, but I was hoping in that small glimmer of hope I have left, that I would get the position.

I have to start repaying loans soon and though I have not expressed any concerns about it...I am completely freaked out about having some set amount of money to pay back every month. This is a whole new thing to me. I don't own or rent anything (car, apartment, credit cards) and the cell phone I use is in my moms name. But for the next couple of months, until I go back school that is, I will have this looming thing waiting for me every first of the month. It's sort of terrifying. I wonder if my measly pay check will even cover half of the monthly payment. I wonder if they will take in account that the economy sucks and times are rough...for everyone.

Regardless, come February I have to contact the big loan people and talk money.I hate talking money, I would rather have someone else deal with all that stuff while I daydream my life away. Come feburary I may still be without a writing job, internship, or any of that stuff I moved here for in the first place. Jeez.

But enough of that. I have to prepare for my interview on Wednesday. I don't know anything about acquisitions and rights (in regard to publishing) so I am searching and investigating so that I am prepared for my meeting with this lady.

I can't seem to express my love of books and aspirations clear enough for anyone. That outside of my attempt to write them, I know and appreciate good literature. Hell, i don't know what I want to do in ten years but I have a pretty good idea it will involve writing, editing , or reading book...isn't that good enough for anyone these days.

I'm cranky, hungry, and slightly sad. I have some more cupcakes to frost before bed, even though my body is telling me to wait until tomorrow morning to do that crap.