t’s an absolutely
GORGE-ous day today. (There is this weatherman on the news in San
Diego who is, well, just a little bit eccentric. One of the things he does
is to pronounce "gorgeous" with such emphasis on the first syllable that
he nearly knocks over the cameraman.) I’m seriously tempted to take off
the rest of the day and go miniature golfing or something.
But despite the nice weather, and despite the increase in daylight we
will have as of this weekend, I’m not very optimistic right now. Even with
all of the hopes I had at the beginning of this month, nothing has happened
regarding my job situation, or the chances of getting out of California.
We’ve become so resigned to thinking that nothing is going to happen,
that we’re actually considering buying a house out here. Now if you know
anything about the California real estate market, you know that buying
a house in San Diego is about as painful as cutting off your right arm.
But our thinking is that, if we’re going to get screwed into staying in
San Diego for even longer, then by God we’re going to at least live somewhere
that you don’t have rats crossing your path when you take down the laundry.
I’m not sure how I feel about all of this. I’m totally confused, I’m
sure of that. I really thought something would have happened right now,
though prior experience (i.e., my senior year of college) should have told
me otherwise (not to mention that I just plain suck at interviewing).
