My Twenty-Something Quasi-Soap

Ok. Now we can bust out the Cristal and confetti. I am no longer a pawn of MoMIS! Yessssssssss!!!!!!! (a la Napoleon Dynamite) Now I'm juggling a theater assistant teaching gig, a temporary receptionist/admin assistant gig, and a gig at Bath and Body Works. Once again, life is crazy at 100 miles an hour and I'm loving every minute of it. Because I'm not at MoMIS anymore. It's kinda funny how two weeks ago my life was practically in shambles (except for one awesome thing that keeps getting better) and all of a sudden everything's falling into place. Ok, so I'm working three jobs and probably making less money than I was before, but I'm fine with that. I'm so happy right now that I don't care. I can't remember the last time I felt so good about myself. Oh! Did I ever mention that I've decided to go back to school? I want to get my Master's degree in Theater Education. I'm applying to Emerson (in Boston) and NYU for Fall '06. I'

no progress. Well, I can't really say that. I've actually done some pretty major things since post 100. But right now, I just feel stuck. Really really stuck. I have been nabbed by the Thought Police and must either face assimilation or exile. Exile would mean no money. And rent is still due whether or not I have a job. Needless to say, there has been lots of panic going on in my poor little head. I guess you could say that I'm frozen by fear at this point. I need to find a job that will pay me enough money to survive and not make me want to kill myself. Sounds simple enough, but I'm under the gun here. *sigh* I thought I was going to have the energy to get into al of the details but I've already vented to someone and he gave me some good advice and ideas and whatnot. Now if I can just get my brain to start working enough to actually make things happen, that would be great. So this 200th post lacks the pomp and stuff of the 100th post . Sorry. We'll save the co