I don't want to answer the phone anymore. I don't want to tell people that NO, their checks haven't gone through yet, because YES, I have not deposited them. I don't want to listen to the long pause after I tell them this, where they are hoping if they are quiet long enough I will offer another explanation. I don't want to get up from my desk when the front door dings, then jump over the adding machine cord, walk through the door and say "What can I do for you?" while two girls stare at our price listing and ignore me. I don't want to stand there until they're done reading the list. I don't want to call the maintenance man to fix the toilet in 211 and I don't want to staple his invoice to my request and mail it to my corporate office. I don't want to keypunch rent into the computer and have to stop and add a $10.00 charge for a mail key. I don't want to call the post office to see if the mail key is ready yet and have them tell me that no one has ordered a mail key. I don't want to tell the tenant that it'll be another week until they get their key. I don't want them to stare at me, wanting me to unsay what I just said and produce a magical secret key that I at first didn't want them to know about. I don't want to read a story on the internet and have to get up five times to talk to people about apartments for the fall. I don't want to listen to them complain about all the pot holes in the drive way. I don't want to hear about the broken banister. I don't want to call the maintenance guy to fix the banister. I don't want to see the banister. I don't want to go home and have a tenant stop me in front of my door and ask me if their rent was late. I don't want to wake up with a note on my windshield for a work order in 105. I don't want the girl to call me and ask why her sink wasn't repaired and didn't I get the note on my car?

Mass Rejection

I recieved my first mass-rejection email today. They rejected me and about 70 other people all at once. What a fun lit mag that'd make. "Backwards City Review Rejected Us All and There Was Nothing Else To Do Really, So We Did This." Or something.

I think I made Chuck Palahnuik Up

See: http://www.thievesjargon.com/workview.php?work=1055

I hate it when I read back over something and see unneccessary words that ought to be cut. I should spend more time editing.

The horror:

http://allrecipes.com/Cooks-Profile/Photo.aspx?photoID=33885

I think I can hear his tiny screams for help.

Nth Position put my "statement of purpose" essay up this morning.

http://www.nthposition.com/statementof.php

Recently I've decided to put off grad school a year. I don't feel like I've done much in the past few years, just school and work, school and work. I'd like to have some breathing room. I'd also like to find someone that'll pay me at least $12 an hour, forty hours a week. If not, I'm stuck at the same realty company I've been at.

Also classes start tomorrow and I don't have anything I'm excited about. Just all the classes I put off until the end. British Romantics, Women in Literature, Creating Voices in Poetry, Philosophy of Emotions, Bio Lab, Bowling. I'm excited about Creating Voices, but worried that it might not be what I'm expecting. It might be a lot of meter, blah blah blah.