failure

it's hard not to get down on myself. i thought for sure i had this gallery job. i was mistaken. so now i've gone through two interviewing processes where i think i'm doing awesome and come to find out, not awesome enough. i thought about this when mason and i went to dinner the other night at vivo(and i became a gnocchi). he was saying how good he is at dating. how he even has a good time when he doesn't really feel a connection. meanwhile the other person on the date thinks everything is going great. i was thinking to myself 'that's me in an interview. i'm the idiot that thinks everything is going great.' well, all i can do is keep trying right? i saw an open position at another gallery that i don't like as much at all, and it's very part time. the ad did say that there is room to grow.
so now, i 'm back in the savnasty, thinking about the fat i put on my body while in chicago and how i'm going to take it off through sitting here and thinking about it. i think i'm going to start by eating a bagel at the sentient bean, loaded down with cream cheese on every bite.
i have the gre this weekend. i haven't studied, no. i have a strong sense that i'm going to fail that too. seriously.
well, i guess i'm just a big failure.
that reminds me, i have to order some halloween costume pieces quick! we're going to be dog the bounty hunter and his wife. i'm really excited about this one.
i think the chicago times deserve it's own post. so keep an eye out for that one!