I had a meeting with somebody at the Writer's Guild this morning, and I am officially one of their event volunteers now. She was impressed with my knowledge of how to do kitchen things and my experience of three years with tiny children and what that said for how I'd deal with my first mission: a full day event this coming Saturday. I'm pretty jazzed. =D
Afterwards, I went traipsing around the conveniently across the street Farmer's Market and Grove (you know, old habits), where I had a slightly lame eggplant parmigiana sandwich and otherwise looked odd all by myself with a deliriously happy grin, prissy looking heels, and a trenchcoat. Good times.
Now to cook, and then to look at internships. My kingdom for someone to be willing to employ and pay me for something, anything. Yes, pipe dream, we all know.
peaceful

