A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

I sent an e-mail to M today. I wrote it out on Word, and it ended up being a long piece--800 words, probably too much for what I was trying to say. I basically told him about my background, and explained my past behavior to him. I know he doesn't want to talk to me, or even think about me, but it was all stuff I needed to get off my chest. Was I wrong in sending him the e-mail? I also told him that I'm at this confusing and confused place in my life--quarterlifecrisis describes it in her screen... Sign in to see full entry.

People watching in New York City is addicting. I found myself doing it again today before work: The crazy elderly lady sitting a few tables away from me, talking to herself. What she was saying was unintelligible because of the noise in the rest of Starbucks. People moved away from her. I' was repulsed yet fascinated by this woman: her hair was pulled back into a bun at the nape of her neck, she wore overly large sunglasses, and she had the most decayed teeth I've ever seen. She didn't look... Sign in to see full entry.

I've been talking to my mom about the situation with M. Yes, it's gotten that bad--at least for me. I told myself I'd let go, but I can't help but feel guilty about the whole thing. Mom said that I should make a list if things I could have done differently about the situation. So: 1) Maybe I shouldn't have gone into R's computer in the first place. Then M wouldn't have found a concrete reason not to trust me (I get the feeling he doesn't trust women in general). 2) Maybe I should have said... Sign in to see full entry.

Had another interview todat at the literary agency I interviewed at on Friday. I think I passed, but I can't be sure. When I got there, I found that I'd be interviewed at the same time as another girl in competition for the position. I mean, interviewed by different people at the same time. Still, it's a nerve-qracking experience. I briefly talked with the guy I interviewed with on Friday, then went in to talk with two other agents in the office. It's mostly grunt work, and not much fun, but you... Sign in to see full entry.

My best friend's mom has liver cancer. My friend called me last night, understandably upset, to tell me. J doesn't know very much about it--where it began, how serious the cancer truly is--which i guess for her is the worst part of the whole business. I got a second interview for the job I interviewed for yesterday. I finally heard back from M, who says he just wants to ignore the issue. Ignoring the issue isn't going to make the problem go away. I owe M an apology, and I feel really badly about... Sign in to see full entry.