I got a job! It's all downhill from here.... Wait. Downhill in the freespirited cruising bikes down hills sense, not the Sisyphus sense. Downhill as opposed to struggling and worrying uphill, not downhill as opposed to riding a gondola uphill.

Yeah. This is gonna be awesome. Got a job. Got my man on the same coast as me. Just need to find an apartment. But that shouldn't be nearly as hard, I hear they like giving apartments to people who are employed.

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Do I really look that out of my element wearing the jacket my mom bought me from the Ann Taylor Loft outlet? Maybe it's the unmistakable scent of idealism I exude while reading bus schedules under urban overpasses that gets old men to ask me how my interview went. It could be the way I clutch my folder full of resumes and references closer to my body than I hold my purse. My pants are perfectly pressed. No employed person actually cares that much. Whatever it is, I noticed it in me too.
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Imagine a kitchen full of delicious BBQ food and unique salads, a pool that looks like a lagoon with waterfalls (technically called : "Sheer Descents"), lots of diving rocks, a kidney-bean shaped hot tub, fabulous people you haven't seen in years, new people you have never met, a fire pit, pina coladas, yummy desserts, and the list goes on... and you have created the best party the East Bay has seen in a lifetime. Seriously, if there had been a camera crew, we would have been on "Lifestyles... read more