So much time and so little to do. Wait a minute... Strike that. Reverse it.

HERE I AM IN CALIFORNIA.

So excite, very anxiety, much broke; job offer waits for background check to strike.

too much to write about so here are some links to things I made:

GOFUNDME --
true story, ok:
I did not want to have to do this but I am completely effing broke and my peeps were all like "you can ask for money it's ok" and I was like "NO! as an Iowan, I live by grit and my stubborn jaw, with MAYBE some corn syrup for gas" but now I'm in California so I'm trying to fit in by having NO SHAME.

photos from my trip driving from Iowa to California via TOO MANY MILES

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People in my life have gotten incredibly worried when I talk about not having stable housing. Look, loves, I'm not downplaying your concerns in the slightest. Me? I pretty much only get scared by irrationality: heights, jump scares, enclosed places I can't leave, and the murky waters of emotional lotus-fertilizer.

Trust, I know my sense of fear is fucked up, but based on experience, the average stranger is a lot less likely to assault me than someone I date. Statistics bear this out, people, it's not just my shitty choices!