So I don’t have the means to convert my pictures into black and white but take a look at what would have been black and white. It’s the view from our terrace.
Been rejected for a job that looked promising. Still interviewing. Drowning my self-pity in diet ginger ale.
ETA: through a clerical mixup Mikey just found out she has an additional loan to pay for from school that never sent a bill till now and I don’t know how I’m going to pay the minimum on my two credit cards. I really thought I would be employed right now.
I love the view.
Diet ginger ale has magical healing powers, or so I’ve heard.
Perhaps, through a clerical mix-up, that loan can just, uh, disappear.
I’m sorry the job hunting hasn’t been successful yet, that really sucks.