I ask this question everytime plans fall through...and I never seem to come up with a good answer. I think that maybe I do it because like all people I like to think I have control over my life...but then reality hits and I realize that I don't.
So here's the scoop...a couple of months ago I decided that it was time to try something kinda new...so I up and applied to grad school and for an internship in my home town. I haven't heard about school yet, but the county emailed me (a pathetic little thing it was too) and basically said that I wasn't cool enough to be an intern there. So now I'm waiting ever patiently for my rejection letter from grad school so I can freak out about what to do now. My options are looking pretty slim: stay in Omaha, frantically look for a new place to live, and keep on keepin on at work...whoohoo!