If it wouldn't be too much trouble, a little Kind Thoughts on the morrow and Friday would be greatly appreciated.
I have a Job Interview.
It'd be a step up from 3+ years' worth of temping, which currently is "no end in sight for the contract, but it's only part-time, and your schedule changes weekly". It's permanent employment, only 3 days a week, but weekends are guaranteed off *and* it's WORK FROM HOME technical support (once training is done). No more phone work, just email and chat, and I'm a whiz at the written word (plus: I can listen to my music AND swear at the customers without causing the fuss).
So. Just a few. Not much - I think I've got this one nailed. But as soon as I start thinking good thoughts, asteroids hit my planet or some such.
Fingers crossed, StuntHusband.
I'm smitten all the time in here.
Many foamy Bitches.
Wanna go by my leg. office and make out?
Job~ma, StuntHusband, and in case I forgot to say it earlier, welcome!
Much jobma for the stunt husband.
I do not understand why a leg finds Erika cute, except that everything must find Erika cute, in a properly menacing and murder-writerly way.
Yes Erika is to cute as Pete is to adorable.
Pete is adorable.
Only you have to say the "r" as a "w" and make funny faces at him while saying it.
(Because that gets the best narrow-eyed glower reaction shot from him.)
Whoo! Good luck, StuntHusband of mine! (I take it this means you won't be out at the Vogue tonight?)
Only you have to say the "r" as a "w" and make funny faces at him while saying it.
Ack. Not even Husband of Reason is a good enough justification for baby talk.
There is NEVER a good enough justification for baby talk!
(If this is overly pissy, feel free to ignore me, as I am just smiting everything that crosses my field of vision.)
God, I hate the drugs i'm on. I'm not certain if the last ten minutes of work I just did are real or a dream I had when I nearly fell asleep just now.