Jesus of the week:
It’s Friday,
again, and I wish there was more to report. I could blog about my
minor break-down last night over my lack of prospects (up until 1am
blubbering my eyes out while IZ tried to reassure me that this is not
the end of my little world!)–but even I have my limits on
self-pity. And I’m not really that pretty of a crier! The
bottom line is I’m up a proverbial creek and need to do some fast
driving if I ever expect to graduate. (Hold on Jesus!) Other than
that, I’m just sitting here listening to Radioio trying to push down
all those weedy thoughts that fight their way to the surface–thoughts
that suggest I’ve seen the last of caps and gowns.
I never looked that good in Black anyhow.
