My roommate and I (the one I share a room with, not the boys yet) have fallen into a really comfortable pattern lately, possibly because Thursday I freaked out about the mess and the rat, pulled the oven away from the wall, and spent two hours and as many brillo pads on the floor scrubbing away a tomato sauce stain left by the girl I replaced in the house nearly two months ago. It was FOUL but I feel so much better now that it's gone. When she came home she saw the oven and gasped that it looked brand new, and ever since we've been giggling and conspiring about getting the boys to clean up after themselves and all in all it's just been really pleasant. She's invited me out a few times but made it clear that she understands my preference for staying in a quiet, comfortable, internet-enabled space. It was so respectful. I'm really pleased.
I'm still waiting on a job. My dad finally sealed the deal on selling my old viola, so I got just enough money for rent and one of my student loans from that. I have probably enough for another month left in my Target savings, but I'd really rather have an income. I want to buy an electric rat trap so badly... and a lot of other things. The amazing receptionist job said they hadn't made a decision yet and were postponing everything until "early next week", ie tomorrow or so. I feel sure that I'm the best candidate given my dedication and persistence, but now I'm starting to worry that they might have decided not to fire the other girl at all. I'm still sending out résumés, but my heart is with that position.
Lastly, I randomly decided to return to fanfiction! There was one unfinished story that has been haunting me for four years, so my priority is to get the rest out. I sat down with a notepad document and came up with a plot that's twice as much fun as the vague idea I had before, but is also going to get pretty... well, violent, graphic, and disturbing. But if a story didn't have those things it wouldn't really be me writing it, now would it? Sigh. I'll try my best not to push it too much further than, say... Fanteeney Todd. Remember that one? I'm still proud of that ending.
Anyway, the story is here obviously, "Zwischen Abgrund und Schein", and it's going to take a new turn that I hadn't originally committed to. I'm pretty pleased. For anyone who wasn't around four years ago or who doesn't remember the story, the concept is that Marius is in a depression-like funk, Cosette is very pregnant, and they take in a stray homeless chick who shakes up their comfort zone. There's also de Lotbinière, which was a shoutout to the Québec girls, the first internet friends I ever met in real life. The new chapter is probably kinda shaky because there of that brief hiatus, but I feel like I'll bring it all into place soon.