Author Archive | Alison Rosen

This should be a term for craigslist-inspired wanderlust experienced when looking at craigslist and seeing an apartment that’s cheaper than what you’d planned to spend and has more bedrooms than you figured you’d get but is located in a town you’ve never heard of which is likely far from everything and may be across state lines. This sets off pleasant reverie involving thoughts of saying “what the hell” and picking up and moving to a three bedroom cottage in Setaucket or Weekawken or Mamaroneck because it would be an adventure. Perhaps you could work in a gift shop!

Hi blog readers. I'm writing this from the gym. I basically have to work all weekend and I was planning to work as long as I could today

Whoa, I have to interrupt my own post to say that a man just walked by me, actually I can't even be sure it was a man, it could have been an elk, and now I'm encased in a stench bubble the likes of which I haven't smelled since I was in Europe in a heat wave. Wow. It was kind of unreal. I may pass out.

Anyway, I was saying that I have to work but I decided to come to the gym because I'm all emotionally pent up and I figured coming here and choking on elk fumes would help.

I found out today that I didn't get a job I was hoping for that would have meant I'd be relocating for awhile. The funny thing is at first I saw relocating as a negative but the closer I got the more I began to think it might be nice to live in a lighthouse. It's unusual, for one, and once you get past the constant smell of seagulls and all the Pete's Dragon jokes I imagine it would be a fairly serene way to pass the time.

You're probably surprised that I even consider myself the lighthouse type, but I guess I surprise even myself when it comes to lighthouses. (Only when it comes to lighthouses. Otherwise I'm predictable.)

So it wasn't really a job in a lighthouse. But the good news is that now if any opportunities in lighthouses pop up, I'm free to pursue them.

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So I’m still transcribing but occasionally in the midst of transcribing I’ll quickly jot down a sentence or attribute a quote in a certain way. I just watched the following come out of me:

“Wow ambitious!” someone joshes jokingly.

Is not my favorite way to pass time. In fact if I could have someone else transcribe for me without forfeiting the ”thoughts coming together” process that tends to happen while transcribing I would. Except today the only thoughts coming together involve how much I hate transcribing and how my apartment is a mess and loads of thoughts about apartments and moving and then some thoughts about other websites I could be visiting and hey, is my butt asleep? I’m kind of thirsty. Is it cold in here? I wonder if anyone’s left me any comments lately. Is my phone next to me? I think I left it on vibrate. I have headphones in and what if someone calls me and I don’t hear it because I don’t hear the vibrating. Yeah, I’m kind of thirsty. Maybe I should make sure I have that file of stuff pertaining to this article that I’ll need to refer to later. Am I just procrastinating? Of course I am. God I hate transcribing.