I got a job (FINALLY) and a new boyfriend, my good friend “Mori”. The latter has been keeping me absurdly happy this past week, although it feels like we’ve been dating for months. He’s also teaching me to play guitar because he’s an incredibly talented musician. On top of this, my appetite is finally returning — just in time to up my dosage again. That was the most worrying side effect because I’m too skinny to afford to lose any weight.
As for the job, Mariposa hired me. I spent an hour Thursday learning how to work the register and help customers. It was pleasant work, as taught to me by the very friendly girl who interviewed me. Worst thing thus far was greeting people and being totally ignored — not even a glance, as if I’m just another piece of furniture in the store. But all in all, life has been going well. Ironically, the timing couldn’t be worse: now I’m too happy to know whether the medication is working. Insert sardonic laugh.