Summertime

And the living is easy. Or at least the potential for it to be easier is tangible, as I will be living with the man in Queen Anne. Top of the hill! I helped him pick out the apartment this weekend when I came up for the career fair. The career fair itself will probably not get me a job, so I needs to go back to lookin'. Hopefully I'll find one that pays. I would love a little income so I wouldn't feel quite so much like the mooch that I will inevitably be living with Ryan. I can do manual labor, i.e. dishes and cleaning, to make up for the lack of funds, I suppose, but it is not the same.