Quiet feels weird.

Sitting here surfing job posts, having sent my resume out a bit already, to the local Whole Foods and to the theatre department at Stanford.. seems they need a lighting tech. The apartment is quiet, and it's a bit odd. Guess I've gotten used to not being alone. Henri's classes started today, and though there are a few I wanted to take, I was too out of it all weekend to go over the class schedules and all. Besides, I need to be working, and I'd rather wait until we're a bit more financially stable before I start trying to integrate a class schedule into my time.
I'm going to try to get some more cleaning and organizing done before I go pick Henri up, and then I'll make asparagus, broccoli and leek soup for dinner. At least I've been mildly productive today.

Later.

-Me.

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Please check this out if you haven't already. It raises many interesting points, some of which unfortunately do not surprise, they just disappoint the part of me that still hopes, rather like a child, that everything will really be okay someday.
Election Fraud article from Rolling Stone

Other than that, it's all blah. The soup lost, dip won, due to it involving significantly less preparation. We watched cartoons. Goofy always seems to cheer me up when my resume depresses me.

Later.

-Me.