blur

I'm having a hard time remember what I did yesturday or today or last week.

The days sort of blur together and mean very little at this point. I really don't want to move out. It's a pain in the asshole. Majorly.

Today: Moved Catie out. Dealt with some annoyances. Failed to get emotional.
Dinner with the staff. Had my second interview with the MOS. Don't know how it went. I seriously want the job. I have a genuine desire to inspire teens to become science nerdy/dork-types.

There were three people interviewing me at the same time. It was a little intimidating. I didn't have many questions for them so I felt a little stupid.

off to sulk.