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So, the idea struck me last night, while I was drunk. Some may think that's crazy, giving serious consideration to an idea that I had while drunk, but I've done some of my best thinking after emptying a flask and downing a few ciders. Anyway.
Well, the idea. I'm leaving my job in 3 weeks; finally got sick of Boston Properties's crap, so as of August 4th, I don't have a job here anymore. Now, I'm aware that the job market kind of sucks all over, and I'm in the process of poking holes in the arguments I keep tossing to myself, but there's a part of me that's asking, "why NOT move to Seattle when your job's done?". I'm sure I could either sublet or find someone to take over my lease at my apartment, with all the students(my apartment's exceptionally cheap), my friend Holly(who, besides being a good friend, I've got more than a passing fancy for, and I know she feels the same way) has offered to let me crash at her place while I find a job and an apartment out there.
So, in summation: I'm crazy. Somebody PLEASE tell me that it's a terrible idea to go moving across the country on a whim and a prayer because I know somebody out there and I feel like a change. |
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