the foot has been slammed down.

i had a rather hostile confrontation with my 'boss' yesterday. complicated, but basically demanded to be able to work outside of the office at least half of the time. being that my job requires me to write, constantly, i get little done when im sitting in my office box and end up writing in cafes an additional 30 hours a week. (this resulting in between 70-80 hours/week). i don't think i would mind working that much if this was something that i wanted to do for the rest of my life, or i was getting paid more than 750 a freaking month, but i refuse to live an insane lifestyle for any longer. anyway, he was kind of an ass to me - told me that americorps was an entry into 'the corporate world' and i should 'deal' - but i told him that was a total joke, especially given the context of my job and the ridiculous financial situation the non-profit is in. may have to look for a second job soon. the monetary situation is simply becoming ludicrous.

i am going to see the detroit cobras this saturday, so help me god.

painting on my roof. freaking sweet. been waking up at 6:30 am so i can catch the sunrise and work frantically for a few hours before busting out the laptop.

coming to san antonio for thanksgiving. praise be for frequent flier miles. feel odd for coming back again - feel like social stigmas are telling me to only go to texas for christmas and grandparents' 50th - but screw it. i miss my family and diane and friends and texas and sitting on the living room couch in san antonio. and i do not want to eat tuna and/or hang out with kids i hardly know on spanksgiving.

time to continue listening to a lovely family speak mandarin as i write yet another grant. and its beautiful here today. beeeeaaaauuuuuuutiful.